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Emotional tides, Churning mind, Blind eyes searching wild, I call your name, but you’re not there… Just empty places behind so many f..

Scattered thoughts plague my day Imagined fantasies keep me sane Sleep comes to relieve my pain Reality of day washes sleep away Leaving scattered..

Beauty is a question of taste Ugliness a comparison to beauty Love is a taste without comparison and comparison without taste, bigotry

Reality is fuel Feeding fire born from solitude Eating away at the dreams of youth Leaving man, where before A boy once stood

A situation arose today that made me doubt the man I thought myself to be… This man who claims his solitude is the result of circumstantial..

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