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Feb 2015
The tension rest between my eyes as my skin wrinkles.
My jaw shut so tightly.
I can feel the muscles in my shoulders so heavy and twisted.
My fingers fastened to a fist.
My bones aching from such strain.
My legs in the constant state of motion and restlessness.
Let this aching body rest.
KAT COLE
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KAT COLE  Sacramento
(Sacramento)   
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