It does not know by Thomas R Parsons

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Nov 2015

The abolute,
Resolute,
Binding and torturous,
Weight of the World,
Sits,
Boldly,
Between the blades of my back.
It mocks and laughs.
It does not know on whom it has chosen its ride.

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Thomas R Parsons Chicago

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