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Points Of No Return

May 22
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I keep walking to points of no return,

And I often find myself staring into darkness,

Screaming silently,

Wondering if anyone can hear me,

Hoping they do,

Hoping they don't,

As they see me,

Even in this darkness,

Pretending not to.


 
 
 

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