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Oct 2012
I'm trapped
The Glare
The Air
kills me

I want to go
But need to stay
Away
Awake
Alive

Where does it go from here?
Aspire to my goals

Thoughts of freedom
Do they soak?
As I sneak away
Gone like Wisps of Smoke
WhyamIaSpoon
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WhyamIaSpoon
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   K Balachandran
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