Under a TV Sky
"too blue to be true"
attempts at poetic license
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sloughing
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Monday, January 07, 2013
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eyeless ,we
slide along,
fingertipping,
sloughing off
callous, after
callous, desperate
to keep the pain
fresh, to ensure
that we know
where we are.
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