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Apr 2015
How far is it?
There is dirt on my feet, black and sore
Spreading all over the pages of Lillith
This earth I am traveling from, in agony
I cannot undo myself
The heart keps beating me
There is a minute, a split second, a lifetimeΒ Β 
How far is it?
Josophia
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