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May 2017
I'm not complaining
Just meditating
And trying to explain


The barrier between us that most can't see
The side of the world where we all should be
How it's like to live without the sun
All the possibilities when you live in the dark
Why are they so blind to what's right there?
Maybe it's just that nobody cares.
With flesh so needy, we'd **** to die
Accusing each other of what happened
Not being able to escape
Living without passion

Going through the motions to **** time
Michael Watts
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Michael Watts
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