A Black Feather, A poison pen...

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we'll make a pact to learn from who and whatever we want without new rules we'll share what;'s left and what we grew they'll go out of their way to prove

teenqge memory smoking a cigarette in a deep pit at the foot of an expansive Palo Verde tree. Doing my best not to get the smoke smell on me to keep from getting into trouble.


everything leaves its traces


some traces are inescapable

11:59 a.m. - 2003-05-14

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