Is it Me

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Is it to me I see the art work or is it to them
who feel the artwork when does diversity meet me
is it in the center fold of time that we lose our selves or is just a sleeve of essence to the beginning of a self destructive past a ironic turn of events that turn to a boom of doom and gloom it is a treasure we seek to never find a guilt we can never reconcile we turn to the worst and find our lives have vanished in a snap





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