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Sep 2022
Lost when not knowing what to do,
Empty spaces we form to choose,
Silent thoughts evolve in our minds,
Beginning to surrender our voids to those who judge us,
Falling into a place we don't like,
Trying to get back but we never find,
That's what we feel when lost.
Carl Sinderby
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Carl Sinderby  40/M/North west, United Kingdo
(40/M/North west, United Kingdo)   
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