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Aug 2017
It's not what you took
Or what you left with
It's the skeletons that remain.

Rotting flesh,
Carcass & bone.

Mud, Blood
&
Cold hard stone.

It's the Art of Apathy
And how you embrace
Emptiness like a hidden lover.
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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