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Print: $6.99 Download: $3.75 She sits alone at recess, reading/about Zen, sex, and secret/codes. Her classmates, having dropped her/down the garbage disposal like a naughty/goldfish, have moved/on to the monkey bars. There they hang/like church bells, with
their fat little feet kicking/at the end of clappers, while/her particulate flesh/coughs through the sewers.
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