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Oct 2015
I feel it coming

More and more
Into the shore, lapping like water
Soon, it will be only memories
So will you

I hate this feeling
Tired and confused

All I could imagine doing
Looks better with you
Lest I forget
Adam Mott
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Adam Mott  Bright Falls
(Bright Falls)   
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   mickey finn
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