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Jan 2015
The night is when my mind comes alive
Ideas and thoughts run wild
Endorphins run rampant sending signals
Creating new synapses as all of these words and images begin to formulate
How does one control it?
By doing what I love to best...
Write to my hearts content
Reggie Johnson
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