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A Poem: Fishtown Poem #1 

What are you smoking?

Raw fruit?

Think sexually again

Grow stars— Winter way

Become a spectrum

Don't let crime crash gold for silver

solitude of life— music

eye link driving doors—

drunk neighborhoods


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  • A poem by Forrest Hackenbrock


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