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Can I live
Another day without fear

The shadows follow me
Like I was stalked by death

I hear cries in my head that never stop screaming for redemption for the lost lives they fell into

In this world I exist in
Writing my thoughts with tool of knowledge

These thoughts can't escape me
As I can't escape them

I thought i heard a desperate plea for another day

Lay down to the crushed child who was hurt by memories not is own,

The dead mockingbird has risen for new life in the grave of greed

A new idea has risen to my thought process

My thoughts are still trapped in a wasp nest



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