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About Me
Jocobo
I have been a teacher and a writer almost all my life.
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
childish foolishness
30.
My sprained arm was the
Result of clambering up
And through the matrix
Of wooden bleachers, hurry-
Ing past infant delusions.
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