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Nov 2015
Just a distant memory, lost and alone,
isolated from society as a home,
a hermit in your own make shift,
there your halo grabs at a fifth,
and down the rabbit hole you go.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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