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Nov 2014
A dream so vivid yet clouded.
This dream laid dormant trapped in its own prison.
scarred, my mind shrouded itself from the cruel world
I curl up in the fetal position
an innocent feeling such that I don't feel safe to curl out of
Here I go, off to live another day, knowing you are still out there.
Eli Seth Salazar
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Eli Seth Salazar  San Antonio
(San Antonio)   
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