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Jan 2013
The buzzing of the water fountin
the sound of a vacuum running
tik tok of the clock
and the sound of my foot tapping
I smell old fabric
Have I been here before
my nose tells me yes
This scent of this old tathered building
the footprint flat carpet
I've been here before
silence before the storm
as soon
as I open that door
chaos
waits
patiently
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  33/M/Floating in space
(33/M/Floating in space)   
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