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Jun 2018
My time,
subtracted,
from my being.

My heart,
multiplied,
by my feelings.

Both growing,
adding,
to my surroundings.

Surrounded by hate,
suffocating,
my being.

Shrouding my sight.,
blinding,
my future.

My past,
thrusting me,
forward.

And the Sun set's, then rises
Written by
Josh Vasquez  38/M/Wellington, CO.
(38/M/Wellington, CO.)   
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