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Jun 2014
Upon a crime
there was a thief who stole
everything
that touched his hands

He stole his name from the lips of his mother
and his great from the hole in his chest
and then he stole away to an unmade bed

He stole his words
then his religion
then he took what he could from oblivion

while watching the cars pass the only
intersection in town
From the Green Book 2013-14
Anndersen Fremin
Written by
Anndersen Fremin  USA
(USA)   
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   Pax and Mary
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