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Just In Case You Thought I Was Normal

I am 17listening to an answering machine messageinforming me of the deathof a friend I sawonly three days beforehis golden curlssmeared with bloodon the 405his motorcycle crushed by a big rigthere was no pain they told his mother Days laterI am sitting in Econone amonga roomful of horny teenagersignoring a lecture on the importance of a [...]

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