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Apr 2018
Infested with perspective from all point of views.
Blurred realities merging together.
Overwhelmed by my thoughts, my mind is quite the character.
Focused on what is real, it’s hard to determine.  
Open my eyes it’s always a different version.
Lucid dreams that proclaim truth.
My head hurts, my head hurts.
To much commotion going on, make it stop.
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   JL Smith
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