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Nov 2014
cof
please excuse the cough,
it's the coal mine in my lungs,
digging up dirt and foul oils,
extracting all the priceless jewels

polluted, stained and scarred
by the trials of everyday

please, excuse the cough
i promise it's not contagious
Written by
L  twin cities, mn
(twin cities, mn)   
418
   --- and Devon Webb
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