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Jun 2018
Wake up to find it’s gone
It’s gone for good
The old way is gone
It’s a new neighborhood

Nothing’s quite the same
Same old rules
New twisted game
No feelings save for hate
No love to contemplate

I’m blind without what I need
Without it I’m all alone
I don’t feel safe
Can I learn to call you home?
Can I learn to call you home?
Anthony Mayfield
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Anthony Mayfield  25/M/Santa Clara, CA
(25/M/Santa Clara, CA)   
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