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Aug 2018
Dark crumbling ashes
hazy fog, I am blinded
reaching shriveled hands
the fear chokes me up
no warmth in cold fire
can't find my way
uneaten leftovers
can't swallow
silent screams
stuck in my head
Lord, help me...
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