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After A While

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My body, my words, my head, my mind,
tiring, tired, getting tired.
Months gone, withering away,
finally,
you see.
Walking, back and forth, same paths, so routine.
Zombie, eyes closed, looking but not seeing.
Talk talk talk, what did you say?
I still don't know.





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