Tear-Drops
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the
salt
of
tear-drops
gurgled
down
my
cheeks
dropped
impatient
salty
down
my lips
closed
tight
yet
I
felt
clear
the
salt
in
them
and
fire
of
the
cribs
long-term
desire
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