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Sep 2015
Deprivation stings,
descending through the levels,
I have much to learn.

Worn like blood-soaked shoes,
On the land of misnomers,
All of this is wrong.

Attempting to see,
Inside darkness without light,
such tragic attempts.

The end I do see,
Is coming all too quickly,
I hope you all know.

Be where there is love,
All things here are absolute,
Reside in the light.
Β©Kyle Fisher
Kyle Fisher
Written by
Kyle Fisher  Fredericksburg, Virginia
(Fredericksburg, Virginia)   
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