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Feb 2016
I am guilty of overthinking
a sunrise, some certain
moment of minuscule
collaboration between brain
and dirt, ***** truth of it
being I am unable to think
past my own two eyes
but able to fathom a sun
setting and not fretting
whether or not it is to rise
when I wake.
Christopher Hendrix
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Christopher Hendrix  Blue Springs, Missouri
(Blue Springs, Missouri)   
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