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Jul 2010
I feel with my brain
And think with my heart,
I graph palpitations and love with a chart,
I smile with my eyes
and speak with my hands,
I cry a lot
and make demands,
The way the sun shines makes me shiver,
Towards the clouds my bow and arrow quiver,
I blow off friends
And ignore people,
I turn my back on the church steeple,
I lay still while the world spins,
I lose while everyone wins.
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     Eric Logan and D Conors
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