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Jan 2015
My life right now
is like Victor Fries' wife, wait how?
I'm stuck in a limbo between two places
or for lack of a better term, a stasis.

I'm more lost than the final season
I know I'm still supposed to be here but for what reason?
I try to walk more but every time I go out the cold sends me quickly back in

Every time I look I can't find
every time I search I wander blind
It's like trying to solve a Rubik's cube with one hand behind the back and a spitball stuck in both eyes
where's GPS when you need it? I sure could use a guide
NeroameeAlucard
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NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
(Chicago Illinois)   
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   Joshua Haines
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