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Oct 2014
The devil looks familiar
When I pass him in the streets
Something about his hair and eyes
reminds myself of me
Or you perhaps.
His face is never clear
Always changing.
But the devil is always
Familiar to me
Perhaps because
I am so familiar with him
Layla Thurman
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Layla Thurman  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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