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Apr 2016
Nothing is louder than a tattered mind in a quiet room.
Left to lay with thoughts of doom
Hope is failing as the sun will
soon
And time is slowing with the rising moon.
Written by
Ian Lorrie Serna  Southern California
(Southern California)   
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