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Sep 2015
All I craved was reciprocation,
Some type of love with illustration.
You were like ******* for the quite mind, stimulation.
You were like tar for my already degraded lungs,
Suffocation.
You were at one time an idea, a simple innovation.
Suddenly you were the only thing keeping my heart from freezing, you were my insulation.
morosemelon
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   Mike Essig and Juneau
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