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Jan 22
Feeling numb from my head to my feet.
Like a musician who can't hear the beat.
But that's what happens
when you're making your name in the streets.
Can't trust anyone you meet.
So where do you start
when you can't trust anyone,
let alone your own heart?
You take your time.
Think everything through.
Because only you know
what's best for you
Written by
Zack Ripley  29/M/14487
(29/M/14487)   
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     Thomas W Case, Imran Islam and Wyatt
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