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Stuck
My sense of reality has been asleep for some time now,
fear follows me closely as if it were my shadow.
I can almost see the door I need to escape through,
but it seems I've lost the key along the way.
fear follows me closely as if it were my shadow.
I can almost see the door I need to escape through,
but it seems I've lost the key along the way.
Published 12th Nov 2016
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