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Dec 2018
i question why
the lonesome cries rely on lies embedded in the "SELF" to survive
moments where I'm barely getting by
gazing at a sky
waiting for a reply to give my life some stimuli
it all seems fine

reflecting on memories when I rewind

nevermind, I'll never mind either times I felt like dying

in my mind so I unbind all connections that don't meet eye to eye

where do I find a place that doesn't remind me of **** that I denied
i was blind

concluded that I was combined

awareness
&
the body/mind

I cannot deny the experiences that were opposite of divine

so...

tell me why I'm FREE

yet so confined

do I awake the second I die?

or must I prepare a permanent goodbye?
David Bojay
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David Bojay  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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