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Jan 2017
This place here.
Has lost pace with what is real.
It sticks to delusions,
Illusions and hallucinations.
To keep the feeling,
to keep from reeling,
and to fall facing the ceiling.

Written by
Vexren4000  Milwaukee Wisonsin
(Milwaukee Wisonsin)   
   yasaman johari
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