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Jun 2019
I reach out and pound on the glass.
I scream to the world, fist bleeding,
Voice scratching into hoarse whispers.

Everyone. They all move...on.

The roads diverged. And Iā€™m on every path.
But more importantly Iā€™m on none.
Devin Ortiz
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Devin Ortiz  USA
(USA)   
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