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Aug 4
WHEN my mind is empty
i wonder why-is it the negative
energy or am i just lazy, why..
o to live..

my father would say
i was too lazy to fall off  the couch
i tried it once-ouch..
(that is the kind of thing they say..)

i felt safe there, outside-monsters
roamed
so i lay with mirror and comb
beautiful world leader..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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