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Riverhead
- Dylan Cambria
- Apr 24, 2019
- 1 min read
Here I am
Riverhead. Barbed
fence keeps me in.
Constantly told use
your head. A man's
stab wounds shown
to me. A lifer told
me- I can be here
perpetually lonely.
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