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May 2015
Love is a loose noose.
I  chose to step up on that stool.  
In a dark room
The whispers of cold sweats guide me.  
As I stick my neck into the hole
I think but one thought
I hope my love is strong enough to withstand two
Philip J Fry
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Philip J Fry  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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