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Apr 2018
Questions
The truth is,
I died a long time ago,
A young mans
Dreams drowned.
A struggle that has
Long since, left
The surface
Flat.

So,
To ****
What yet remains,
Is that even death?
Zane McHarris
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Zane McHarris  Naples Fl-Grinnell Ia
(Naples Fl-Grinnell Ia)   
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