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May 2012
Cracked skull,
Broken bones,
Dead man,
Gone home.

Died here,
Never cared,
Sinned for pleasure,
Somewhere.

Had no one,
Died alone,
Dead man,
No one home.

Not a clue,
Who he was,
No one cared,
He was on drugs.

Empty life,
Where did he go?
Left this place,
So he could roam.

Dug his grave,
At sunrise,
Beautiful day,
No one cried.
All the problems were easy.
Wuji
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Wuji
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