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Jan 2014
thinking of you
and the quietude in your mind that is
a struggle to main train,
so let me be the main line for your wavering train,
the caboose to your engine,
the second cell, the mitosis,
the backstop that backs up
those daisy boots gone walking

arms that have beheld
but never held you,
will follow your lead,
and if you get off course,
they'll be the friend
to kick your ***

arms that have beheld
but never held you,
will follow your lead,
and if you get off course,
they'll be the friend
to kick your ***
9:30AMΒ Β Martin Luther King Day
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
(M/nyc)   
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