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May 2015
I've never shamed discord into melody.

Yet I've never made my here alone.

Those nights which really aren't.

In hurry, a thousand mistakes breathe life into iron lungs.

The vessels of such

smile

& bring their infancy quicker towards Death.
Tragedy
Robert Carroll Spear
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