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Apr 2013
Everyone's moving away from my reach and now I'm the only one on this darken road
Maybe I should lay in the shadows till the light comes to lead me home.
If the light never reaches I'll just linger here till I fade into the shade.
I'll become a distant relic hidden beneath moss like an old shrine forgotten when it's people are gone.
Dejectedjew
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Dejectedjew  Florida
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