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Jun 2019
You’re in No-Man’s land, shells all around
Not yet forgotten, but not easily found
Silence is a peaceful but elusive sound,
What a poor excuse for a proving ground.
Lay down, meltdown, fade into the background,
‘Cause all you’ve ever known is letdowns.
Written by
Nolan Willett  23/M/On The Path
(23/M/On The Path)   
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   Bogdan Dragos and btp
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