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Jan 2019
Where'd all the sunshine go?
My life has gone flat and weak
My eyes peer out
Flickering, bleak
I scrawl these words as on the inside of a cell wall
A cell I'll never leave

The law is heavy and wrong
The world is a rolling machine
Just watch your neck
And lucky is
A hand that stays clean

But what about me?
I've tried and tried and now I'm tired
Older than my years
I just don't know if I have the strength
To really pierce my fears
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
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