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May 2016
I could buy the
ticket,
and I could throw
away
the key

I could sell all of my jewelry and my rare
mahogany

I could make it
in Vienna,
I could make it in
Peru

I could hitch a ride to anywhere and
still not know what
to do

I could stay inside
this duplex
on this couch missing
a spring

I swear I could forget it all
to discover everything.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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