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ryn Nov 2014
Up

i'm
careening
and crashing
into invisible walls•
the bumps and contusions
on  my  head
i rub•  seem
trapped,  i'm
crying   over
my trips and
falls•   stuck
in limbo, not
knowing.......
which way is


*...UP•

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