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Work.

A foreboding
I smelled but a leak
The flood waiting for me
To peak

With trust
And open mind
Slammed from behind
... where you caught me

I cried like a child
For I could but stand
Tall enough to reach your knees

I grieved on the road
Leading the way home
Defeated
Left drained and empty.
Written by Ripper
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