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Oct 2015
a new job in a new city

while the purpose of not being
your Father sparkles like a new penny

the girls are there
the boys will fight
the weather is right

what is it like
to watch myself engage
the living land

every time I walked I
did it like a professional
of myself

and to step out of that
is the other time
where I count my

minutes and seconds
Mike Arms
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Mike Arms  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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