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A shell of a man
that is what I have become the damn disease won. My affected mind wanders between then and now not moving forward. In sleep I still dream bridging me to a future from the turbulence. My loved ones will mourn but my dreams will carry me through tranquility. ______________________________________ *This piece is part of a triplet. The related pieces are:
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