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I’m spun up and turned around Lost in the dark and can not see Thinking of what the world could be Can’t find my way through this maze of destruction Because all I fear is imperfection
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 3:51 PM UTC
Lost
I’m spun up and turned around Lost in the dark and can not see Thinking of what the world could be Can’t find my way through this maze of destruction Because all I fear is imperfection
Politics traveling through a young mind
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19/F/Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 3:51 PM UTC
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