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Mar 31
I feel the air pass me by
The cold rush of my own lies

The man i think
The man i am
Around I stumbled-
There I ran

The search for answers brought me none But truth be told I'll never be done

The endless search is all I am
In pursuit of truth all else ******.
Written by
Anthony Perez
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