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Biking
March 4, 2018
My fingers are
stained and when
you yelled at me
I was scared
because it was
breaking and you
yelled at me to
fix it when you
could have
let go
and I remember
yesterday
the confidence
the wind that
stripped me of
my layers and it’s
funny how one
day you can
know who you
are and the next
have no idea.
© Jesse V., Sewickey, PA
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