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Mar 2012
Sometimes I wonder
What's with life
What's with pain
What's with money
And how do we gain
This life is a train
Just bouncing, bumbling, and barreling through
It's a long ride
A painful stride
And a graceful glide
This life
Has me upside down
Just turned around
Thinking
Why's everyone so uptight
High strung
And just wound
Find me ripped
Whipped
Gripped
And lit
You got a secret?
Better to be tight lipped
Than split lipped
Then slip
Into eternity
Serenity
Is deafening
Defining
This life
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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