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Jul 2014
If beauty troubles
I'd be a date, lost
for seven dollars
staring at ate.  
Hungered tame from
a riddle of shame,
we had o'er drawn
much too of the shade.
In through outter latin
as otter's train playful
matters enaccompany to
eyes of Saturn.  With little
to due and much about
emnity, it was a horse heart
beating in side of me.  
All of the kin was to much
Ken, and of course
Barbies are made out of
plastic.
wehttam
Written by
wehttam  here or there
(here or there)   
404
   Alyanne Cooper
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