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Jun 2018
Loose your footing,
stumble around.
Waving your arms around,
trying to find a light.
Cut your arm on the fence,
stub your toe on a rock.

There is pain in this horrible and blind society,
that we don't know just yet.
AAron Roz
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AAron Roz  15/F/Narnia
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