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Dec 2013
Tightly gripping the
back of my neck
like some barbed vine
******* the life from
my every thought
and action

Doubtful ideas pulsate
through my head like
the worries of a
midlife crisis
I should really
be getting to bed
Dan
Written by
Dan  CT
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