NONSENSE

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Submitted Date 08/08/2019
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Visions blurred lines spinning can't tell if I'm winning or losing in this game we call life up and down wrong or right given to defeat or put up a fight torn shattered broken cold as ice standing still tick tock tick tock time's passing left waiting memories replaying words tumble thoughts crumble what am I even saying

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