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Jan 2014
Sorrow
moments ago
a certain thought
crossed my mind

capillaries
intellect
repetition

art is defined
by its frame
where it is not

ever make
a decision
that flew away?

hate the noise
not the person
jimmy tee
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jimmy tee  VT
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