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Oh, I can still remember when 
& scratched my nose on the cool summer morning.
His wolf walked in late. The animal had been
a minute behind the leaders, but her perseverance, or
perhaps indifference indifference
so we should probably let this one
isn't the one i thought   i thought 
we hadn't fought yet 
And never again will I Never will I 
Ever hold back against the troop 
Fighting and dying for his  His
Shadow of a doubt 
Time to move towards the sun with burned Burned
in the slick unrecognizable oil of fecund garbage.
You never know where that kind of
Made me feel wrong all  I feel wrong all
across my skin, like tiny bugs are
empowered by an abundance of tiny legs.
-finished 9/9/2014 9:31:44 PM PST
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