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Aug 2018
Drowning into the shadows of the dark. As the wind blows, the leaves falls beneath my feet. I tread upon the earth, with heaviness of heart and bitterness of mind. Is this the end of me? Must I pull weights to bare the weight of this load? Burdened by the hues that flashes across my eyes. I am but a sunken human, floating ashore..
Peace
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