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Oct 2014
When the shadows of a dark room,

dance for their lives.
When the thoughts in your head,

yell in fear.
When the voices you hear,

don't speak the English truth.

You over analyze,
you think,
you forget.


Your mind becomes an open box for all knowledge to jump into and out of, its true what they say? But why do we trust said 'they'?
Sydney Marie
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Sydney Marie  28/F/Canada
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