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Jul 2017
Drowning in a flooded hallway of despair
will be the youthful death of me.

To try to understand the current scene lying in the
city, right besides me is a mirage.

An enclosed mirage
that keeps me from nothing but
the truth.
6-27-17

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Cecelia
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Cecelia  USA
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