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Mar 2015
I welcome your scars
this time around for
they are the last I
may ever accrue.

You dig.  in . for. dear .   life .
One lasting fight to end all

A big mother battle for
the parents you were
torn from and the
storm that you
             were born

Onto my doorstep, I
proclaimed this ship not sunk
and spent the night too
               drunk on love to ****
                     to **** it all up with
                                one word: good by-
Orion Schwalm
Written by
Orion Schwalm  26/Nevada City, CA
(26/Nevada City, CA)   
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