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Sep 2016
My heart is ripping
Thin-skinned, hot flesh
Echo chamber shaking
With an isolated wail

Blurry vision stumbling
Over bodies and buildings
It’s all the same;
I testify to all

Relent, repent
Breathe -- beat -- bruise
Boxed, stop. You’re in control--
Regress, repeat
Hurt -- maim -- abuse
A wheeze, help. One silent cry

Exercise and
Exorcise but all the noises’
The same, stubborn stones
Wrecking back and forth
Fist hammers pounding your brain
Nora
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Nora  MA -> LA
(MA -> LA)   
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