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Jun 2014
(this is how i know)


alone
my time
to let it flow
words always
h o v e r i n g
phrases emerging
wanting attention
wanting the ink
the graphite
the 000111
eyes
eyes
eyes
and
brains
brains
brains
not sure how
it gets in me
but aware of its escape
and i could sit here
for the rest of my life
in this breeze
in these greens
*in this flow.
a m a n d a
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