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Woman Sues R.J. Reynolds Over Son's Tobacco-Related Death

it started as fevered bee sting on tongue— then lips gone like beaver-gnawed tree stumps— then the chin till like some ruined Greek statue you lay still awaiting a new chance— the planting in warm earth to grow again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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