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Apr 2021
Lightning and ants
In limbs and in mind.
Like fire up the spine
Or aforementioned bugs in pants.
I’ve got no chill
No glass left fill.
It’s like this need to dance
Electric shock
A tick with no tock.
But reality won’t grant
The end to need
Or greed
The root to plant.
Maybe anxiety.
Joseph Rice
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Joseph Rice  32/M/Virginia
(32/M/Virginia)   
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   Imran Islam
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