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Oct 2014
the night walked me home
i wasn't anxious to escape
the keen nights blow that
chilled my bone.
so i carried myself
with feeble legs
houses lit like jackle lanterns
the light inside
with shadow figures
drowning all crystal stars
with bottles of liqour.
i walked home
Keelyn Mac
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Keelyn Mac  27/M/California Long Beach
(27/M/California Long Beach)   
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