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Apr 2020
I shut my eyes to these trying times
Cover my ears from the numbing silence
And bite my tongue from the those lying
So here I am
Dancing and singing with fallen angels
Turning a blind eye to my problems
It's just that time again
Where I run in circles

Cheering with blood-filled cups
Speaking with many devils
This is the time where I rise above
This is the time to do what I please
A new destiny
A new reality
So mote it be.
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
(21/M/Ontario)   
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