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Apr 2020
I lay here with my mind expanding
And ignore my body
As it starts aching

Cloak and Daggers, masks and all
I begin laughing
And stand tall
Even with this pain
I will overcome them all

The secrets I keep
The masks I wear
I will succeed, It might not be easy
But is a load that I'm willing to bear
Even in this hellish nightmare

A sinner
A thinker
Brought in hook, line, and sinker
Now just a prisoner
Who is free to do what I please
It goes deeper
But there's no treasure
Not down here at least.
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
(21/M/Ontario)   
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   Harley Hucof
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