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Aug 2021
I can feel my blood in my veins

Where are we n’ow said one in the red mist
Sitting atop the porcupine lobster mint printing live NOW
No silly d’eme’on e.Ben the letters shake me sound
Precipice electric gifts fingertipping erratic is what we KNOW
There you go again my long lost friend
Teardrops thundering down drowning me inside all of this till I found the key
To break out
James Schreiber
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James Schreiber  25/M
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