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Jan 2012
Traveling, wantering, nowhere to be found
i dont know where im going
im deaf to the sound

listening, watching, negotiating fight or flight.
damage is done
i have lost all sight

deaf to the sounds leading me from inspiration
losing sight of my dreams and imaginations
Tylie
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Tylie
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   Poetic Seraph
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