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Apr 2018
One of a kind.


In a silent room, a heart beats.
In a room without walls, the mind is free.
Through a never locked door, I see a key.
Who knows where this key will lead?


In a pitch black thought, a light shines;
The only thing we all have; is time.
In reality we are all blind.
You and I are not so different…
We are both one of a kind.


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