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Jun 2014
holding a tragedy lie between
nervous hands glancing as
my eastern sun bombards
this sierra western *****
plummeting veins solar
caging my fragile wrap
boiling my lungs while I
cradle a tragedy lie.
LJW
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LJW  52/F/Baltimore
(52/F/Baltimore)   
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