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Monday, March 5, 2007
fell
THIS IS
WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN WORDS
FALL DOWN
STAIRS
YOU’RE LEFT CLEANING UP
THE MESSY AFTER
TRAIL OF
LINES AND
LINE
AND
LINES
OF
THE SAME BOLD LETTERING
THAT GOT
YOU
CLIMBING
THOSE STAIRS
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poetry for the displaced
a notepad that captures sanity gone mad
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HOLLYWOOD JAY
culture king
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jay oh yes
Bay Area, CA, United States
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