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Dec 2014
Forgive me for all that I said.
If you don't, I'd understand.
There's no excuse, I shouldn't have said that.
It's simple but hard, I'm letting go because I can't hold on to this rage.
I have to make peace with everything before I go soon.
I've had some time and I'm fufilled.
Nothing I'd have to say will mean much in a few years, maybe even days.
The thing is, it was always about going with things and observing.
THE THING IS.... THERE'S A LOT TO NOTHING MUCH TO IT.
David Bojay
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David Bojay  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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   Vanessa Gonzalez and Erenn
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