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Apr 2013
but the uncertainty still rests in your eyes.
restlessness crawls through your mind,
and you're still saying to yourself, "i've got to try."

it's happened too quickly,
and you're still holding on to everything.
as you're holding on sickly,
you're looking for just about anything

to break your heart again.
Sal Gelles
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Sal Gelles  The road
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   Marian and Hilda
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