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Dec 2011
where do you go
                               to lose yourself
                                                           to shed your shell
and come out - scared - broken
to

    b
       l
         e
           e
              d

without a sound, shuffle, sigh...

are we all defective - twisted - lost?

where do you go to die?
Ben
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Ben  in my mind
(in my mind)   
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