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Dec 2021
My mind is unleashed the rhythm that seems
to carry me home back to the place where I’m pleased
state of mind set to peace
carry on pull through you got all that you need
empty afraid it’s a current disbelief
how I got this low and I’m still fighting to breathe
breath by breath a casket of cringing greed galaxies between sanctum of lost falousies
dead between marksman with his aim off beat
misdirected send clarity to my seems
of sacrificial right between the lines empty beast
beauty in the silence you get what I mean
Written by
Zachary  29/M/NY
(29/M/NY)   
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