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Audry Almayda Jun 2018
Reminiscing the past years, months, weeks
I see myself in a pitch-black empty room
spending solitude with the devils I have known for long
tick tock I hear the clock
still no reason to get up
tick tock I hear the clock
hoping that when I fall asleep
there is no waking up
Just my daily routine

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