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May 18, 2014
Some days you wake up
And tentatively
You touch your skin
And it seems so distant
And your name tastes empty
On your tongue
And you can't tell where, exactly,
To put your hands
And the smell of your own hair
Seeps up your nose
Like bleach
© Billy A., Phoenix, AZ
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