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Oct 2020
I know of the world
But I do not exist in it
Floating in inky black
Enveloping her edges
Devoid of bright
Darker than night
It was my home
To the ends I roamed
Until into that flight
I found a light
Just right
For me.....
Going through some personal changes and just reflecting on how far I've come
Marcus Belcher
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Marcus Belcher  36/M/Pelham, AL
(36/M/Pelham, AL)   
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