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Mar 2013
The world is crazy inside my mind
Tall towers crumble to my will
The right words I seem to always find
To the ******* my window sill

The great mountains before me sink
And I rise tall above them
To distant planets, I bow and drink
Until I choke and cough up phlegm

I stagger back towards my earth
All things around me are growing
The help I need, here is dearth
A fact that the dead die knowing

The world is crazy inside my mind
I shan't ever go there again.
Zack Phillips
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   Michael Vukmer
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