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Aug 2013
even Jesus harmed himself

my stomach is in knots
and you're laughing on the floor

nails chip easily in cement
skin doesn't adhere to hot pavement without pain
eyes don't look inwards unless

well
they might
who knows?
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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