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May 2017
Why
When time passes and I haven't moved
I wonder why I stay still
And as I look at my answer-wounds
Caused by your piercing questions,
I find a piece of my mind I lost a while ago.

I found a note
Reminding myself to be angry,
So I stand up and try to see my future,
But all these colourful sounds murmur blindness.
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Madison  18/F
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