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~how i caught mockingbirds~
Monday, January 3, 2011
just lie here, for now,
and you can kiss my eyelids.
Pull my hair...
Press my belly.
Stroke the edges of my breastesses.
Paint my toenails.
And, cook me bacon tea.
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