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Feb 2024
Cold is the morning
and I don't feel like going back
to this awful place.
Will anyone notice my absence there.

Poor kids, they built Heaven and Hell.
Now they are running away
to the safety.
Peter Balkus
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Peter Balkus  40/M/United Kingdom
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