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Apr 2013
A god I have never known
Would have warned me of how easily
Everything can come to mean
Absolutely nothing.
But he never did and Iā€™m not kidding
Or running
Over my sense of being
Worthless, this nonsense
This hurt this chaos is it worth it?
I insist it is for no good reason
Everyone says I need something
To believe in
I wonder how they would be
If they knew I believed in them.
best to remain unnamed
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   Joseph the Dreamer, --- and ---
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