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Jul 2016
I have lost.
Count.
Or stopped.
Counting..
On others.
I exhale.
To dispell.
Hopeless.
Nights.
As i drag.
Heavy.
Feet.
To.
Ward.
The darkness.
I fall.
Tier after.
Tear.
To tare.
A.
way.
Sadly.
Division wins.
Again.
Spike Harper
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Spike Harper  31/M/Laughlin, TX
(31/M/Laughlin, TX)   
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