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Oct 2021
Footnotes in foothills
Memories I imagine
Embraced by inspiration
Laced in the margin
But what does the subject matter
when talents are wasted

Paying for time, you left with mine
Bind my mind and leave me less

She was a novel
Poor poet

The End.
******* your pages
I'm binded by your spell
Snap your spine and
Open up
You cut the reader well
Jesse Nakai Hernandez
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Jesse Nakai Hernandez  27/M/Texas
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