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Feb 2010
This whole connection
Turned out to be a misfortune
A misfortune that I saw in my dreams

My dreams are
The only true inspiration
Drifting my life away

Always getting a
Head start on
The end

Patches of lies hover  
Overhead; turning, transforming, and ironically
Never meeting the criteria

Focusing intensively  
Never seemed
So helpless
To me

Airbrushing the ego
Rapidly before we
Overturn a mirage
Justin Grabenschroer
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Justin Grabenschroer  31/M/Omaha, NE.
(31/M/Omaha, NE.)   
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