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Oct 2014
The Dead Lives
The last one, The free, the locked away, the life
the secrecy the difference.
The optional sight the broken
the fully sane, the insane
I feel my sanity slipping away the more I think.
Written by
Phoebe  Kansas
(Kansas)   
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