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Nov 2011
I sit in my room , bearing a heart of degridation.
In my mind i travel down a road of solitude and desolation.
Yet i do not know of my destination, i still travel with a heavy heart of desolation.
and my mind filled with degridation.
Jordyn Peterson
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