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As the bone of the body decay Everything in the world remain The Cycle of words polluting the air Continously sleep walking in circles People looking through the unknown In stranger places Less cruel than the crowded home A place where pain is tolerated All the way down Feels like hope is gone Everything has just gone wrong Journey had become too long
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Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 9:59 AM UTC
The world we live in
As the bone of the body decay Everything in the world remain The Cycle of words polluting the air Continously sleep walking in circles People looking through the unknown In stranger places Less cruel than the crowded home A place where pain is tolerated All the way down Feels like hope is gone Everything has just gone wrong Journey had become too long
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Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 9:59 AM UTC
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