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Sep 2015
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I recalled a time when I was referred to as the sun,
though maybe I wasn't.
Maybe I was the moon,
Simply just a gray reflection of what I wanted to be.
Escalus
Written by
Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
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