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I built a homein a city with teethwith streets leading nowheredead ends for dreams locked into this pigeon […]
If these walls could talk would they cry would they screamtheir varnish pitch black from the smokefrom the […]
we bring our own waterwhen we meet at the fountainwe carry our own bucketsfulwe’ll linger, together for a […]
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