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Mar 2016
this is me
sitting on the asphalt
this is me
crying on the asphalt.

this is me
blowing smoke from my mouth
this is me
kissing the frigid night air.

this is me
lost in a forest of emotions
this is me
lost in a maze of choices.

this is me
shaky, closed in, vulnerable,
gesture without motion,
music without sound,
death without departure.

this is me
losing myself.
dusk
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dusk  huntington beach, ca
(huntington beach, ca)   
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