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Jul 2011
You gazed behind me
Roughly hosing your minutes
noting all entrances to the nearest exit,
Nursing my emotions unwilling to care for me
Let this chaos end to begin please.
I plead for you, baby.
Reverse, there will be a content position waiting in my arms.

A sentimental hug confronts the overbearing sigh.

Idling memories spraying views based in realm sleep

Gone you are only to return flourished in a new beauty.

I miss our dreams dearly my love.
Justin Grabenschroer
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Justin Grabenschroer  31/M/Omaha, NE.
(31/M/Omaha, NE.)   
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