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Aug 2014
the four-day-old stubble really gets to me
especially
when its rubbing against my neck as i fall asleep
i want to melt in it
like butter
turn into buttery soup
buttery alphabet soup
and spell out what i can't spit out
bakedjones
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bakedjones  Indiana
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