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Dec 2018
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There isn't a light
As far as I can see
But through these glass walls
There's something brighter

Disappear

The questions unanswered
The answers
They turn to fear

There is sin
Deep in the skin

Of who I am
Chris
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Chris  34/M/San Antonio TX
(34/M/San Antonio TX)   
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