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May 2013
the mechanisms that shift my gears
arent quick enough to shift my leftest agenda.
stab through my exterior
it's my cooling system.
I cant reach the street.
you've engaged my system
and piloted my drive
my automatic coordinate system
and dropped a new direction into my querie
jaime reyes-hildel
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jaime reyes-hildel  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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