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Aug 2018
Lines are dead
And the structure is ******
Messy
         All over the place
Some profound meaning
Is meant to be read
        So
Keep writing, maybe you’ll
Find it
One day
Deep down inside
Between the flesh and bone:

What it all means.
Written by
Lewis Gray  18/M
(18/M)   
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