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Cyrus Jacobson Aug 2015
How I wish, How I wish you were here.
We are just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running around over the same
old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears?

Wish you were here.
Cyrus Jacobson May 2014
Laying
here in a
pool of
blood.
Quench your thirst.

— The End —