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Oct 2015
It must of
felt like hell.
And
I was the one
who seemed
to get it.

Who nestled
his head between
a rock and
a whirlpool.
However
the chandelier
stays golden.
A puzzling
thing.
Sam Stone Grenier
Written by
Sam Stone Grenier  25/M/Wisconsin
(25/M/Wisconsin)   
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