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Saturday, August 1, 2009
.133 (pt. 1 of 2)
my mind goes
a million miles a minute;
races around -
the myriad of tasks i
must attend to.
every forward jut,
every lay down and wait,
every dollar,
bumps you up in my mind;
light switching-
hair pulled back
away from your face.
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