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Nov 2015
Are you kind
Or just plain mean?
Do you find
What is best to hold dear?
I'm an idiot
When it comes to love
So many feelings inside
I can only dream of
Lost for words
Can't return anything
I see my face
In the reflection of your blue eyes
I look depressed
Wondering if I'll ever be happy
But the time has begun to wither away
What is meaningful in my life
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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