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Jan 2018
Hope is always scarce.
In the middle of.
These doldrums.
Where the shore seems so far away
With nothing to take you there.

I've just accepted the lack.
Of forward momentum.
And wait.
To die.
Adrift at sea.
Nolan Bucsis
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  41/M/Somewhere in Canada
(41/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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