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Stumble
I stumble and I fall...
I fall once more...
Getting up is the issue...
With my face on the floor...
My lone candle burned out,
and my room is so dark...
I have a blanket with holes,
that I found in the park...
Those screams are getting louder
from the other room...
Realizing I'm alone,
fills my heart with doom...
Crazy little thoughts occupy my days...
I'm lost within my mind...
In my self-made maze...
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