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Dec 2019
I aimlessly betray myself to avoid the next tomorrow
My sad attempt of control turned vicious cycleΒ Β 
Cherishing my created silence
I pray to a God I know is not there
To give me the serenity I never had
To rest the voices that never left
To enjoy a tomorrow of the simplest pleasures
Just this once.
Orville
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