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Apr 2017
In hollowed halls I roam until the dawn
The minds and bodies are already done
I walk across my mind and not the room
Eaten by my thoughts of impending doom!
But there is a dwindling light from afar
It floats in my mind and falls in my heart
Written by
Bolbi Stroganovsky  Ph
(Ph)   
397
   --- and kim
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