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Oct 2015
It is my theory
If it weren't for the moon
The dead would roam the earth.

You put a light on in a dark
Room when you're afraid
To keep the nightmares away.

Solace from solitudes cruel
Realizations
So small are we compared to
The dawn.
Bows N' Arrows
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Bows N' Arrows  27/M/Mesa, Arizona
(27/M/Mesa, Arizona)   
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