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May 2017
The unfathomable abyss gradually expanding, as if to go unnoticed, yet it's intolerable constraints are ever shrinking. What is lost in it is rarely found by most; its creations, detrimental tools for the lost and weary.
Those who know its mark are in dismay but those who have yet to meet it are the truly pitiful because the longer one is nieve to its modus operandi the deeper your dissent
Really not a poem more of a obvious riddle
Thisis A Pseudonym
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Thisis A Pseudonym  21/M/Johannesburg
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