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Jul 2016
I've got a boneless back
& vision hazed black
around the edges.
Pushed to the edge
& back around again.
A beginning never marked;
shrouded in fog.
Cluttered thoughts at home
w/ no cause to listen.
Glistening with an utterance
                      of time ill spent;
orchestrated within a hollowed head.
All power to the engines.
Full speed ahead.
Chris Rodgers
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Chris Rodgers  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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   keaoss, Corvus, Alijan Ozkiral, JT, Winn and 4 others
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