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Sep 2014
I swam in my own flesh - a gray
blood with no caress. I live and then
I die - a moment of sigh...

From then things started to
sway. Binding strokes together - breathe
A short time.

Now - I can bend and dance
And play. I can live a life and be gay

But now that I can think
My ink half full - just lost its grip
Angelo D Arcega
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