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Jul 2022
Lost in my own time
Fighting shadows
Why on my soul must darkness dine
Come tomorrows
With a whole new way to complain
Pieces of space
Filled up with dread but yet so plain
I must keep face
Remember how good it must feel
To win this fight
Do not let bad faith take the wheel
Set it alight
Today is fine
Written by
Cognitive Conflict  29/M/France
(29/M/France)   
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     Ledge, guy scutellaro and Glassmuncher
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