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Jul 2017
doomed to die
without ever bleeding
out
let alone
opening
our hearts.

we ****. at life.
we can't get a handle what it is
to live
(or even)
to die?

we run scared like little children
lost
in our own
steady
inevitable decline.

is it any wonder
so many
check
out.
Julian Summerhayes
Written by
Julian Summerhayes  Devon, England
(Devon, England)   
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