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Jan 2013
Minutes turn to hours, turn to days, turn to weeks, to months, to years;
Time after time, I find myself in tears,
Trapped in an ordinary place, surrounded by my fears;
My hopes and dreams, maybe everything's not quite as it seems.
Is this all just some giant **** take?
The human mistake.
Tom H K
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