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Hermit
I am empty.
I feel nothing.
I think nothing.
Sleep-walking through life.
Existing.
Surviving.
I am but a shell of who I used to be.
Outside looking in.
I feel nothing.
I think nothing.
Sleep-walking through life.
Existing.
Surviving.
I am but a shell of who I used to be.
Outside looking in.
Published 22nd Dec 2015
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