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Nov 2018
As I listened to the sound waves
echoing inside my ears, snapped
rhythms, high pitched frequencies,
deep and intense, a shifting sensation
beyond the skin, vibrating depths
intensifying in meaningless dimensions,
my soul was detached, displaced,
an abstract reality sifting in sunken
dungeons.  My existence was living
without reason, faded bridges over bone,
shadowed walls beneath time, each
smudged beginning becoming brick
and hard splintering surfaces.
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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