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Sep 2015
I get lost
in my own
silence—
in a vacuum
that leads
me to a
greater sunken
ground.

I've
gone
too often
It overwhelms,
it envelopes
like galaxies
closing up
on me

Though
each
time
I surface,
I'm never
quite
the same
person
who
went.
hello goodbye  mental frustrations
epictails
Written by
epictails  Manila
(Manila)   
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