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Dec 2015
imagine a single knot.
every direction you move, with each shift, you feel the pull.  
sometimes sharp direct
sometimes a dull slow ache
it travels, coursing pain through your entire body
sensory overloaded brain
can' escape the pain
when will it stop.
cease fire
Jack B
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Jack B  Genderqueer/Wisconsin
(Genderqueer/Wisconsin)   
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