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Entitled: #681- on armor and other things to hide behind.
... I've met men with ink soaked so far into their brown
that their stories cannot be ignored
Men so open that there is no healing to be found for them
Who've let me paint over their wounds with the wet of my toungue
Who leave with their eyes and sing with their hands
Men who draw fault lines on my terrain...
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