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Dec 2015
Before you said a word
I knew what every single one was.

Before you said his name
It was burning in the back of my head.

I thought I saw the future,
Our future,
But then I realized something dreadful:
I couldn't see anything.
Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr
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Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr  A Dystopian Present
(A Dystopian Present)   
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