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The woods were to my right The ocean to the left, But when I close my eyes I am taken to a land unknown.   It is a land with a soft voice
With lies I make myself   family deceived friends forsaken What lie is worthy of you all? What contempt as demanding
the insides of me feel like they are forging  clawing at the internal sides of my rib cage frantic panics hidden under the layers of sensibility i am too practical too logical 
Dreams Joyful Pleasant Two of us Not alone, but not watched
Everytime I look into the mirror, 
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