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hand, neck, breast
by Ryan Narce& to hell with panama
all i want is to be held
the nights shimmer & overlap like
strangled waves, & i can feel each hand, neck,
breast as if they were all here with me
all my loves
& as the sun sets over panama
each one will wilt and pass
into night
holding me dead like everything
in hand
03/08/2009 Posted on 05/13/2011
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