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Apr 2017
I was holding a tornado in a jar
Lid on as tight as I could *****
I heard the glass start to shake
Like a window, but I didn't think circles could shake,
I thought they were sturdy
In the roundest of sense.
I could've let it loose
Watched cards fly around.
But pieces of cardboard never have a choice. Let just fall where they may.
Green Eyed Blues
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Green Eyed Blues  La la land
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