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Jan 2015
i opened my eyes
the room had turned smaller
walls closing in
air much more warmer

I lit up a mild
my mood anything but
scattered thoughts
one more cigarette stub

there was a small window
next to the mirror
there was no door to this room
how the hell did i get here
ZorbatheGeek
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ZorbatheGeek  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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