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May 2019
A sight you see
But is it real?
Looking for truth
Unraveled and revealed
Am I here?
Or am I not?
Reality traps me
In this box.
I hope to look for
What I have forgot.
The freedom that is me
But maybe not.
All lies in my train of thought.
JD
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JD  27/M
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     Myra and Bogdan Dragos
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