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Dec 2020
Walls surround me
I think I am trapped
Pressure is building
Where is my map
Misplaced with other things
Too focused I have been
On unimportant matters
Will I find the escape
To once more try again
But time is running short
Options No
Have arrived at the stormy cape
It's a dark and cloudy day
Written by
Flatfielder  M/Canada
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