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Apr 2016
On the mental ward,
there is no "Lord,"
no "Savior."
Only society's leftovers,
shuffled to and fro and
around and around we go.
B Young
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B Young  Philly endlesswanderjahr
(Philly endlesswanderjahr)   
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