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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
Fishtown

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  • A poem by Forrest Hackenbrock.

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