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Jun 2016
fighting myself
finding
the noises in the head
pressures
nothing that matters
waking
expunge
life isn't simple
its
simple
its not easy
its creaky
its not clean
showered
its not
in a poem
its all made up
one little leak into the next
one mistake bordering another
tickle
beauty over have
heat with confusion
dancing to avoid the pain
or pretend
nothingness is not a problem
nothing is a problem
don't be so serious
don't be so worried
don't be so care
living is a fighting
spirit
-Jules June 29 2016
Written by
Stephen Jules Rubin  Santa Fe, NM
(Santa Fe, NM)   
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