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Mar 2016
Displaced.
No memories relevant, none forgotten, nothing remembered.
A search for sleep.
A search for reality.
Wake up
Wake the **** up, little bee.
Time to open your eyes and see.
Conform.
Rise.
Fight
Flee.
Away, away, away.
Never to look back.
You'll never be free.
Shine in your discovery
Run from inevitable destruction.
Run into the arms of deceit and let downs; suffering is second nature.
Don't fool yourself, kid.
I'm always naive to the word use.
Use, use, used.
Maria Williams
Written by
Maria Williams  Pennsylvania, USA
(Pennsylvania, USA)   
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