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Apr 2015
I am the one form of reality that is lacking in explanation,
When it is time for me to do what must be done I leave most people with indignation.

My duties are never to damage and yet no matter how I proceed the damage is done,
In the shadows I may be found or even under the beaming light of the sun.

Because of what I do retrospectively I aid in maintaining life,
On the down side within most families, as well as communities my actions could cause strife.

Throughout the course of time no human has yet to solve my so called crime,
But with patience, focus and courage my mystery may be explained in no time.

With an anxious haste I bet you are wondering what I am
My name and purpose is fairly simple, Iā€™m not much of a scam.

A fair warning I must give, please stay calm, take a deep breathe,
Although I have many names, one you might be familiar with is the name Death.
Blake A Balathunis
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Blake A Balathunis  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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       Lior Gavra, unknown and Mad Jones
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