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Aug 2015
As I lay there without smell,touch or sight I start to panic knocking on the doors of the lifeless box hoping for an answer I listen for a sign that someone is listening I start to relax and hope for the best but still no answer so I just let go and take my eternal sleep
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Jedi  A place
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