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May 2014
If ignorance means happiness then let me drown in a sea of words.
With cruel waves of black and white
Like long crooked fingers pulling me under

If knowing means death than I will greet him like an old friend,
Waiting with a smile and a warm embrace.
This was just floating around my mind
Written by
Jess Smith
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