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Sep 2018
Real life is
False.
Just like fools
Gold.
Worth nothing to
None.

Similar to the
Core.
Moving and changing
Fast.
Just like the
Wind.

I have no
Reason
To think I'm
Alive
If I feel
Dead

Just like the
Wind
Just like fool's
Gold
Worth nothing to
None
I think this 3-1-3-1-3-1 format might have some possibilities
Greg
Written by
Greg
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