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Nov 2015
Today I am but a shadow of the man I used to be,
the man I was before your fingers grazed my cheek.
Though I'm moving forward,
and my shadow is behind me.
I can say that I'm happy.
Written by
Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
   Cecil Miller and Dead lover
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