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Jul 2014
I woke up with bleeding feet
this morning
& thought,
Oh my God,
look Ma,
stigmata!

Then I realized,
it was only the brambles
I walked on with bare feet
while dreaming
in the forest.

Thank the Lord
for forests.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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