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JJ ( / US)

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twisted like a ribbon, my mind
assessing my living
space
and tumbling into faces, lit red in the sun—reflections
off the water, the same lives
wading in and out and through and was i
through
the tormented torrent of that list they made me say and i
prayed for light
and love.
and fear.
where do I go from here

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