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Aug 2020
These days
I'm a monster
at war with myself,
the light, the dark, or
the grey numbness
of images haunting me.
If only I could sleep
instead of filling in
the terrifying
blank spaces.
Oh how I will welcome
the black void.
peace is gone
Owen
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Owen  27/M/Ft. Campbell TN
(27/M/Ft. Campbell TN)   
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