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Aug 2014
defied, defiled
a river bed dries up
crows contrast the overcast sky
all my images lead to nothing
fake audience laughter
stains on the white carpet
all those miserable feelings
my wretched gut
the doctor says I'm fine
guess I'll take a walk
pass the dead river
and the crows ******* on the street
Michael Darrow
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Michael Darrow  Japan
(Japan)   
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