FragmentsA Poem by dillonjensenwhere are we now?so sprinkle me with the sins of my own and those of my father even those that i don't believe in 'cause we're all just playing a desperate game of make-believe and it's frightening ...so frightening but nobody else has any clue either so take a deep breath and relish in that fact that those to your left and those to your right are just as lost and broken at times as you are now
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