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Apr 19
Years spent by,
Mirage of image.
Decency of none.
It is said good man do nothing,
Because the chains of lies.
It is said it is impossible to,
Because there must be cries.
You know nothing,
Devilish whisper,
I am now something.
I have a dream,
To be nothing.
Written by
Daniel A Gabbard  21/M/U.S.
(21/M/U.S.)   
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