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Mar 2017
You're treading slumber steps,
sloward on a single track.
Travelling beyond where
your eyes can see.
Just because you made the
choice it doesn't mean you're free.

With symbols of your uniformity,
as definitions of your individuality.
Selling yourself to yourself
just to sell it to others.
Living A life that suits;
as well as Oregon boots.
Gregory Paul Dancer
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Gregory Paul Dancer
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     Brittney T, --- and PoetryJournal
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