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Jul 2017
Fleeting images of life;
Rampant ideas of pleasure;
Snatched away by an unseen predator;
Hidden within my dark forest;
The canopy opens up and releases light;
False sense of happiness;
Deceptive illusions of hope;
I do not have the power to climb these withered trees;
And see something beyond the eternally dark forest
Justin Chapman
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Justin Chapman  27/M/South Africa
(27/M/South Africa)   
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   Brittany Zedalis
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