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May 2016
When I get that itch
To not sit straight or still
Not to talk at all
Have I got something to say?
I don't know--But I see
All that you see--All alright
Don't feel bad about it
But feel it anyway
Maladaption has it's limits
Your situation not at all
Rearranging
Joseph Martinez
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Joseph Martinez  Detroit
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