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Oct 2015
Do not mistake solitude for solace;
your mind is an empty room
all your hear
are the echoes of your thoughts
voiced by your inner voice
shouts bouncing off cranium
and rejected by
lips pressed together:
an adamant attempt
to hold your peace.
Jason
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Jason  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Rapunzoll and Cecil Miller
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