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Apr 2020
Sometimes I chew on my lip so hard
that I make myself bleed,
I can taste the Iron
as Iron and Wine is playing

All the invisible strings
making us dance like fools
and sometimes we fall down
and the invisible strings help us back up.

I get so frustrated that I cant grab my string
cut it off
and Finally
Be
Free
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  33/M/Floating in space
(33/M/Floating in space)   
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