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Apr 2014
It clamps my heart  hard in it's hand
Trying to stifle
The pulsing beat
Stop my breath
My words
My truth
But I can't
I have to speak
I can't stop the river
That flows
It is truth
And truth be told
No matter what the cost
It's nice to see a cell phone capture device appear on your power pole when you are an anti police state blogger
James Jarrett
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James Jarrett
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