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KrazyZoe Aug 2018
I look in front and behind me everything is a blur
Look side to side just to make sure
Have I lost sight of where I’m at or who I’ve become?
Seldom...
This feeling turns into none
I contemplate whether or not I will make it
Once again I’m caught up in the matrix

— The End —