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Nov 2012
I can try to recall a life before this
What moments felt like before understanding
Why pain has no feeling any longer
Why we us it for numbing our minds
I can try.
But in the end,
Everything but this moment is only a dream.
And I've come to understand,
There is no color.
Sorrow
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Sorrow
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   Jene'e Patitucci
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