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Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
Ribs
Piano
Touch
Keys
Become

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