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Mar 2016
blinded by the light
deafened by the sound
blunted by the powers that be
crushed by the ground

gazing into the abyss
staring contests with the sun
swimming in the void
pleasure kills the fun
strolling down a dirt road
tripping on things you should've seen
stabbed by the hindsight
you were never all you could be
John
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John  28/M/New York
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