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Nov 2013
I cant see.
theres no light
theres no sight
I feel cold,
theres no warmth
but
I stagger forwards.
always focusing
for that sound.
laughter and speaking
lost to me long ago
the sounds,
love
hate
Joy
grief.
I keep walking
as I am lost in the dark.
Chancelor W DeLaMare
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