Problems

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Scavenge lies.
No place to hide.
Something's wrong.
Problems arise.

They pulled the strings.
Strings detached.
I'm free.
They're catching up to me.

Brought back from the past.
I feel alive at last.
Though something's not right.
I hear their voices at night.

I've broken once again.
Past problems remain the same.
Still haunting my dreams.
I can't sleep.

These Problems haunt me. 

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