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Dec 2015
Alone
again I sit
among the trees
and
I wipe away
a tear
If only...
someone
maybe a friend comes
Then they disappear around the corner
I can only see a silhouette
Now read backwards!
Written by
Noah Stowe  Gender Fluid/My house
(Gender Fluid/My house)   
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