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Something, small, silver Turning in hand, of a child Eyes wide, concussion, cry Gap tooth ****** Sing slow, for me Cane Cholla cufflinks, barbwire scars Chainsaw mars and disfigures Sew it up with boiled dental floss
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Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
Dental Floss
Something, small, silver Turning in hand, of a child Eyes wide, concussion, cry Gap tooth ****** Sing slow, for me Cane Cholla cufflinks, barbwire scars Chainsaw mars and disfigures Sew it up with boiled dental floss
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Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
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