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Blank

Completely
Can't focus

Unable
Thoughts all
Blurry

Not enough
Blank and cruel

Breathing
Casualty
Of
My own
Psyche

Crimal
Millitant
The mind
Of
A
Mad man

I should be
Letting my
joy
Coagulate

Clear my

Try to

Can't.

Golden
Eyes.

Deprived,

Too far

To feel.

Veritas
Aequitas


Lost
Truth
Wish
Justice

Instead
I don't know how to do it

Being
Trying
Needed

Can't.

Not
Capable



What can
Should
Will?
To

How do I
Know
Figure
Complete


Disbelief
Lost
Unknowingly floatig

The scum walks a prior viewer.

The scum walks a prior viewer.

Somethig odd

Even as I write this
I'm really not sure
What could that
Be about?

There was
A bunkhouse
Back then

A flat tire
A wheel
And something
Wrong

So why now?
What would bring
That back



Oh how the
Past can return

That one
That's gonna
Be more then
One

I will have to
You and they
Belong
In my story

You are part of it

Kinda odd
You're not in
It yet

When will I
Ever be able
To finish
Reithoffers chapter


Can I even
Write it

Or am I
Scared

It was so awful
What they
Did

But it should
Be told I
Guess.



To be continued

Places of mention part one my child hood living quarters that i remember

Port charlotte Pine Manor San Carlos island sancarlos from teh sky londondarry deerparkGermantown mulberrylakeland