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By jamesaguiar - Posted on 22 January 2010

I remember years sitting,
hands folded in prayer,
always waiting
for nothing, everything.
\black and white rustles before my eyes.
rosary beads tinkle as they touch.
i look through the window:
unavoidable spring:
that cannot be touched.
\the better boys like little girls
sit fixed and stare: the infinite?
i jerk, jump
move, twitch
to break the shelled cocoon
examining my conscience: the original sin
sitting in pain
being here
staying here.

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