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Jul 2014
It was cold and I was tired
so I fell asleep
with the taste of Sunday still in my mouth
February 2014
This is a poem about brushing your teeth before bed.
Felicia C
Written by
Felicia C  New York City
(New York City)   
   Allegra Hayward
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