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TOXIC STATE hunched, amidst creative ash: H.D.’s sulphuric shell - pieces of a deranged puzzle. all the president’s men scratch their hairless heads. they had thought to build a wall - but no one in town owns a brick. 12/1/2016 Contest – Toxic State *H.D. – Humpty Dumpty
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