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Oct 2015
A person can have many full things
A full mind, full hands
A place in a room full of souls
But even a full mind can have
A void to fill inside its heart
These are ones who hardly sleep
Who spend too much time alone
We drink too much
We speak too little
We love more than you know
But we will always be the ones
Feeling empty in the fullest times
Andre J Anchando
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Andre J Anchando  Grand Junction, CO
(Grand Junction, CO)   
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