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Dec 2018
I've been sitting.
Oh, have I been sitting.
Lengthened legs be withering away...
Sullenly a sway in the wind.
I barely have a say where I go.
I move like the snow on a mountain.
Sitting collecting momentum until I fall all at once, once more...
I've been sitting.
Once I had a vision to be ridden of this mission.
No revision.
No new words.
A promise no one ever heard.
I've been sitting.
simple poem about breathing and sitting.
Jacob Parnell
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Jacob Parnell  24/M/Michigan
(24/M/Michigan)   
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