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Jun 2015
732 miles away
and I'm looking to get further.
I'd like to say that I miss you,
but I'd be lying to us both.
Thank you for the pain.
Thank you for breaking me
I'll pick and choose these broken pieces and rebuild myself from scratch.
I'm not the same man you knew in high school

Address me accordingly.
Scribo-Dolorum
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Scribo-Dolorum
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   Cecil Miller
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