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Mar 2017
The trees are my friends
also is the moon
I feel their love extend
with people i pretend ;
Weary of the mask
elliptical prescriptions full of chemicals i pass
They told me it would help
mellow out my mood
Smoothen out the edges
no longer craving food
Im sleepy all the time
the opposite of fine
I cry to the devine
so i wont lose my mind
Sever the appendage
take the skin from bone
Allow my soul to fly
into a better home
Hungry for my freedom
we found it isn't free
Detach your arm and leg
to live conveniently
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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   Keith Wilson
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