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Mar 2017
Every time I close my eyes
Memories like to **** me
My slumber is so dark
Nothing can awake me

Shadows fill the void..
A deep and empty well
And somewhere at the bottom
Rolling is Adele.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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