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Aug 2015
If we are what we overcome, I'm more like you than I thought. I paid the ransom and still you I lost. Two beings just being in time and caught. And between you and me I'll die with these thoughts.
some love never really leaves even though it ends
Arlo Miller
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Arlo Miller  Downers Grove, IL
(Downers Grove, IL)   
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