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Oct 2014
A
Century of
Solitude
Compels my
Soul;
I am
One
With the
Silence
Of my
Claustrophobic
Cell;
The memories
Of my
Crimes
Upon the
Mind
Take their
Toll;
There is
No Way
I can
Escape
My regretful
Hell.
Written by
John F Smouse
259
   Rose and farahD
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