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Sep 2014
I thought there was an earthquake
Shaking the acid in my stomach  
The matter in my brain
All the blood in my body

And it made me grow anxious

My boulders rattling  
Like the homeless in
This city

Those who have the power
Of will and want
Of love and loss

They skip down their roads
Happy in their lives

And I
I sit at home  
Thinking of what fools they are
Rachel Bole
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Rachel Bole  Midwest
(Midwest)   
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