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Aug 2014
Thoughts After The Fact
When our sweat dries
          You light your cigarette
                   After I meet your needs.
Will I be like
          The curling smoke
                  You let disappear into the air?
Steven Covert
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Steven Covert
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   Noelle M Eithun, heather jackson, quiet is violent, Christopher Hendrix and SPT
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