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Apr 2014
Why am I hear?
Stuck in a concrete cage.
I fear that Il will never leave.
Stuck in a loop.
Ground by the chains of my over seers.
Stuck to fend for myself in an arena of savages.
Lost in my own ego.
Stuck .... Just ..... Feel.... Stuck


As if day in and day out my life has been plaid from the beginning, and I'm just a tiny part in this master machine we call civilization.
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Dust
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