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Twenty Seconds Plus or Minus Two (Poetry or Maybe Not)
Desperate, Bloodthirsty, ect.
25.1.07
My Dreams Tell me Lies
After sex, we embrace.
Hands clinging to some hope
A shield from loneliness made of cardboard
And it is raining.
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Jocelyn Burwash
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