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Jan 2016
i want to crawl
out of my skin
air my blood vessels,
calm their restless
nerves, drinking only
makes it worse
i choose to merge
muscles with elements
hot to cold,
snow covered
organs breathing
on their own,
and when i
put them back in
the blood beats
on the bus rides & in
the traffic jams
i smell tree pines,
fells, mountains
Written by
katie  Liverpool
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