Anchorman

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75572
United States
33° 12' 46.5048" N, 94° 7' 51.2652" W

I exist as an anchored man.
I must relearn how to stand.

My strength, its not giving.
Seeing is not always believing.
But I've found my own way.
In this world, I'm meant to stay.

This anchor is my standing stick.
This one life, is dying and sick.

But the disbelief is not killing me.
we are alone It's plain to see.

I find, my own way out.

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