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Jan 2016
It's  pounding.
It's beating.
It's louder than
breathing.
This wild heart
locked in my cage.
So full of emotion.
Feeling this rage.
Wants to break out.
When words speak
the language.
Feel love in the crowd.
Joyce
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Joyce
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