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A Dream (Hell, It’s a Nightmare)

  I glaze into her eyes, purple haze, smoking black; She shows her teeth (They’re clean, Mine aren’t).   She crosses her eyes to look at me, making her squint; She tries to foresee (But can’t very far Beyond me). … Continue reading

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