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Jul 2020
I read the words of a hero.
Listen to the speech of a borderline saint.

But I'm to hurt to feel their intentions.
By the world, it's people, and their taint.
Overloaded by all the negativity, so much so, that inspiration sends me spiraling into depression as the possibilities for attainment are null...
Rob K
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Rob K
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