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Nov 2017
in the absence I
ran faster
I seemed to have life
a substance

was disaster
and I
talked about
how I had
one

a life
I heard my mouth
say
one time
how I was happy

living in
a catacomb
of denial
I became it
darkness grey

one day I sat
on the porch
unable to score anything
and I saw
the sunrise

I got alive
I hope you do
too
someday
wordvango
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wordvango
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