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Mar 2023
Evening sky reflects truth
The glass surface of blank faces
Soldiers marching this war called life
Shame carried to fill the empty spaces
Through lonesome days we wander
Night dark enough to render sight blind
If we let light in we would find rest
The dreams freed of fear plaguing unconscious mind
Undefined weaknesses steadily simmer
Close in proximity to my soul
Gravity of all the success I'm failing to achieve
Larger than that of a massive black hole
Every time I attempt to win I lose
Born with poor coordination and aim
I decided I won't bother embarrassing myself
It is easier not even playing the game
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  29/F/Alaska
(29/F/Alaska)   
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