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Jun 2015
I'm walking,
I'm running,
on a road that never seem to end,
the skies are grey,
my visions a blur,
i don't know where i'm going,
not able to see what's ahead,
not able to find my way back.

my journey is an illusion,
a dream shrouded in mist.

I am lost.
aimlessly,
running in circles.

And I would not know,
for I am too lost to even find myself.

will i come out alive?
will you still recognize me once the Sun comes out?
when i don't know myself.
shhh
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shhh  Port Swettenham
(Port Swettenham)   
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