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Jan 2019
I’m feeling the old dread
Of being half dead
A waking dream
It all seems

I don’t feel colors
I can’t smell sounds
Because gauze
Surrounds
James Floss
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James Floss  60/M/Freshwater, CA
(60/M/Freshwater, CA)   
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