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Mar 2015
A walk in the darkest night,
my heart filled to the brim.
So thick with concrete reality
until only darkness will win.

  The guiding light is gone.
  I've never really heard
  my parents call me their
son.
Sam Stone Grenier
Written by
Sam Stone Grenier  27/M/MN
(27/M/MN)   
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