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Faint 11/29/1999
The voices of many before echoes.
The rumbling from far far away beckons.
Straining to hear my name, believes.
Ringing in my ears, sounds.
I faint with a feeling and that feeling disappears?
I know not where I am.
I know not who I choose to be.
I do know my truths.
All in my life.
I feel the current rising up against all that I have ever known.
When will the moon come out to slow it down?
I hope soon.
I feel it coming now.

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