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Jun 2014
The needle reflection
glowed like a beacon
underneath
the streetlamp.
There I witnessed
the urchins
inject her concoction
& at once,
she floated right on past me,
higher than a kite.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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