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Jan 2013
If sitting in a place i've rested before
relying on this chair
and not my humanity to keep me off this floor
means that i've returned
that i've earned my right to remain
on this tropical shore, made of words
stricken out of texts and lore
i will choose another seat
i remain returned but my fire yearns
for fodder to render it complete
Josh Koepp
Written by
Josh Koepp  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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   Korey Miller
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