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Aug 2013
Though I should be;
oblivious to the world
I choose to spend
the time awake.
It's silent,
It's dead,
It's nothing.
All excepting that strained figure
hunched in front of their screen.
Like me
Annie Lora
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Annie Lora  a place of ignorance
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