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Nov 2019
Slowly drifting away from reality, guess I've died
My words are now forgotten whispers, whispers that hide
Though life is an echo of my past that I cannot return to
I pray my words gain new meaning for inspiring you
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
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