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the anxiety of my body arrives before the patience of my mind - my soul is a pop gun or is convinced - *I Apologize For The Eyes In My Head* – Komunyakaa - for the aftermath of witness
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Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
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the anxiety of my body arrives before the patience of my mind - my soul is a pop gun or is convinced - *I Apologize For The Eyes In My Head* – Komunyakaa - for the aftermath of witness
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Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
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