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Tracey G.
Death, hell, fire-Anger rages on.
People from our past –
Ones we longed for memories to last.
Eyes closed, thoughts are deep –
Mysteries feel real while asleep.
Then eyes open wide, light so bright –
Now nightmare’s died.
Once awake, we learn it’s all fake.
Now the realization –
Of real life we’re facin’.

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