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are u a poet i gotta no!lol
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'Out of Reach'
I take a step
I slip I fall I can't manage to find the switch Turn it off Make it stop Drips incessant, they fill the air With monotony; shredding despair- The exoskeleton of my insanity The last visage of my fading humanity- The questions never end With no answers to defend It's about boredom.
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