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Apr 2018
I want something
I feel it deep in my bones
I feel it sometimes
I think it sometimes
A hunger, a longing

Akin to anxious
An unknown known
A dispersed urge
It’s important
In concealment

Just past dusk
A whisper before dawn
It’s under my skin
Something I should do
Begin what when?
James Floss
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James Floss  60/M/Freshwater, CA
(60/M/Freshwater, CA)   
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