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Jul 2014
I pull your arm and drag you
into the lone corner
where none can see us
what is the matter
is it something I've done
neither the former nor the latter
there's another who replaces me
and when I try to describe what I feel
all possible witnesses are rescued
from such a raw opening of my darker side

-c.j.
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