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Jan 2015
thoughts
              words
are spinning inside of me
not slowing
but easing enough
to let one
   or two
jump out
onto the paper
sometimes mixed up
                                and jumbled
to be rearranged by me
to make some sort of sense
   and project the translation
           i have within me
that's managed to escape
from an out of control brain.
susan
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susan  chicago
(chicago)   
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