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May 2014
I looked around for a knife. Remembered that night.
Wanted to forget my promise.  Remembered where the blade was, just out of sight.
resolved to write. fill an empty blank white
with words that might
let me sleep tonight.
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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