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Apr 2013
In an attempt to
explain myself,
I stutter always.

I am not nervous,
I am calm
but unsure.

As a brain with
feet prancing around
and dancing

*Slurring is my
way of
making art.
4/9/13

Because I have nothing to write about
Zac C
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Zac C  Mars
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