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I Come Out of the Black Community 

Maybe the highest
Stakes, stick scaffolding
On rhetorical structure

Is in terms of my
Support. Not one

Clause drinks spit to sleep,
Produces meat smokers,
Results in gut and skin like elk

After shot for shopping
In speciality stores, before

Its coma around the comet,
Comma clouds the comment,
Dust and gas aside from the sun.

 


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