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Feb 2018
No place to go,
No one to see.

stranded.

No place to go,
flat heart.

lost.

No place to go,
temporal lobeless.

starving.

No place to go,
gutless bones.

Going nowhere.
I’ll stay here.
flatline
thinkinghertz
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thinkinghertz  26/M
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     Lyda M Sourne, Midnight and ---
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