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Jan 2013
lumberers needle hacking at his limbs
which fell in the cars on the track of the train
headed straight to his head
straight through his skin
last stop, the beauty shop
where they tell him to wake up
steps off the bus at the gas station
buying cigs and wandering again
glad youre okay
Jake Spacey
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Jake Spacey  Louisville
(Louisville)   
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