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Jan 2015
A silence broken through memories.
Her seraphic voice called out;
“My friend, where have you been?”
We both have been through the mystery.
Now that the sour years have passed
Our splintered souls can swell again.

A shift in evidence.
The most gentle sound struck through the chaos.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
(30/M/Florida)   
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