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Oct 2014
"A poet never cries"
but their hearts always bleed
strange enough no one sees
the blood drip down our sleeves

we make time to be normal
because the poet never sleeps
but you know one when you meet
you can hear it as we speak
unidentified white male
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unidentified white male  Van Nuys, CA
(Van Nuys, CA)   
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   AJ
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