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Apr 2015
4/11/2015

Today I woke up
after a long tribulation, got up
found my way down

and remembered how to
make myself coffee.
I couldn't help but feel

a longsword in my lungs
when I looked over the ridge
and started to see green colored oaks.
Written by
KD Miller  princeton | NYC
(princeton | NYC)   
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