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my vision is gone as my eyes are shut As I try to sleep Black is better than purple I’d say I'm stuck with my thoughts It is quiet Too quiet for this No screaming No yelling No Punches thrown black is not a color but a sense of home I am at peace But this is not home
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 8:22 PM UTC
this is not home
my vision is gone as my eyes are shut As I try to sleep Black is better than purple I’d say I'm stuck with my thoughts It is quiet Too quiet for this No screaming No yelling No Punches thrown black is not a color but a sense of home I am at peace But this is not home
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 8:22 PM UTC
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