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Jul 2015
Surrender, surrender at the door step
of a life so cold it breathes death,
for I have long forgotten
my own mortality.

Wake me at dusk
so I may soothe the restless ghosts
and love the grim reaper.
I have known no life
but the lack of.
William AL
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William AL  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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