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May 2017
The darkness that appears as a
dungeon in my mind,
It’s really just the hallways,
where the demons freely roam.

Looking to disturb a perfectly good day.
But as is always the case,
They must play alone,
Since they bore me with their dark world.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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