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Aug 2017
Darkness and agony surrounds,
in my ears the blood beats and pounds.

Pressured existence and tears,
Climbing a mountain filled with fears.

From me spews a pain fountain,
I am a disharmony spouted.

I prefer societal mutiny,
as governments are full of villainy.

They want to place me in camp internments,
I simply want to slip away, in adjournment.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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