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Dec 2018
Oh it’s all so surreal till the air gives out and the eyes blink in
You, you resurface in unpleasant reaffirmation
The dull smooths over
I don’t know pain
It is present
Play me out
Make it jazz
Sean Grimes
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Sean Grimes  24/M/Saint Paul, MN
(24/M/Saint Paul, MN)   
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