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Jul 2014
One million and one tiny houses span this city
where one million unsatisfied lovers sleep.
Does Romeos childish grin see more
than these unlit brick roads reveal?
In darkness lovers die alone.
Oh Romeo,
          what did you find in her eyes tonight?
Matt Shade
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Matt Shade  25/M/Dislocated
(25/M/Dislocated)   
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