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Jul 2013
Hear your words
Percieve.
Intent.
Who will comprehend?
Our world grows backwards.
What was
cannot exist.
What is,
We never would have wanted.
But do you see?
Really?
Do I even.

Would we want to understand?
What truth is.

The only heathy people
are those awake enough to say they're not okay.
I meant for so much more.
Sorrow
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Sorrow
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