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I am at my best
when I have nothing left
for there is nothing to lose.
Fear is a coffin,
can bury you alive.
Never be afraid to die
for after life comes the light
and all inside fly.
Life is a journey,
a fucked up maze,
dark dark days
much penance to pay,
happy is in the chase.
Opulence will end you
but death will set you free.
A pure heart does flutter
to the green ...
Friday 17th February 2017 3:29 am
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