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Oct 2014
******* lie in blinking too fast for the curve signs, 

Reflected in your imported eyes ,

And the lines 
That lie on your hands .
Palmistry for dummies. 

Rough valleys and ridges 

Of Indian blankets 

Just waiting to be taken. 

Makin voodoo dolls
never quite
capturing the milky white underneath where the light doesn’t shine .

Despite popular belief , it’s 2 that bind.
Dining with your demons ,
always broke my good china .

Medina , 

I’ll bury you in me and dare too look upon your face.™
Summer Lee
Written by
Summer Lee  Nashville
(Nashville)   
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   martha lee and Mara W Kayh
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