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Jul 2014
words are
poor conveyers
of what is locked
up in the very most
center of my brain
or I'm just full of it,
either way it
feels like something
is in there that wants
out
Colin Anhut
Written by
Colin Anhut  Raleigh, NC
(Raleigh, NC)   
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