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Jul 2014
There was once a beast,
who shaved the insecurities
of our society
with a blade of ugly
that was too painful to see
Slight cuts made our eyes bleed,
and his aftershave was our precious need.
William Barry
Written by
William Barry  Nashville
(Nashville)   
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