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Aug 2013
it hit me at the door
the one thing that i would not be able to forget were the sounds
because i can close my eyes, stop breathing, stop touching, stop feeling
but there is no way to formally close your ears

so why not let the last five minutes be a waltz?

policemen aren't made of the same things as dogs
that's why they keep them caged
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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