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Dec 2015
It's times like these that I wish you were still around.
I could use somebody to keep me from sleeping on the ground.

Your worry spoke volumes,
but I've since grown deaf.

You were caught up in living.
I'm hung up on death.
Speaking to ghosts.
JDK
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JDK  36/M/Japan
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