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Apr 2015
This scarcity of my soul exists as a whole

In my heart waits a fire, a longing, nostalgia.

Art feeds my indecision

Hope fills my breath

Sense my emotion as you breathe in, my love

And cringe at the thought as you witness my ghost

Remember me!

Need me!

I am Love.

Find me, and walk beside me.
I wrote this for you. You know who you are.
Wesley Joseph Breedlove
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Wesley Joseph Breedlove  Nowhere
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   Glass, keaoss and Arlo Disarray
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