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Nov 2017
Everyday is a simingly excruciatingly effort filled battle only to try and keep breathing

Every night faces a new chronological challenge of melancholy memories during a time better than now

Every hour that passes lies as a gentle reminder of again how far behind humanity is in the lack of generosity and kindness towards others

Every minute that builds a new enemy is made; weather that be an internal demon or external ghost

Every second that the clock continuously clicks the minutes, hours, days, and nights all blend into an overwhelming stew of abundant nothingness

Time: something that is never enough yet also too much. A damper on the ****** and a blessing for the blessed.

Time: days, nights, hours, minutes, and seconds that is none of our control

Time: Time
Dominic Blair
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Dominic Blair  FTM/Dayton
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