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Mar 2018
I seek you through the fog
I seek you through the rain
And I can't seem to find
Something less insane.

When I keep myself tethered
I am tossed by this weather
When I keep my thoughts unfettered
I fear of getting lost forever.

But I don't think I'll ever resign
To the torrent in my mind
Not to the fear
Nor to the pressure
I must overcome my aggressor.
I still am impartial to rhyme schemes, but my mind had other ideas
Taylor Ganger
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Taylor Ganger  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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