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Nov 2014
Over which radio cannot cross
She stands on a school desk and declares
Dada
Each color
bled from my mouth and made my gene
code racist and illiterate
Then
We broke a Black Glacier and a swollen son
melted our
gallant entropy
Mike Arms
Written by
Mike Arms  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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