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Dec 2015
I gaze up at the stars,
Start filling with confliction
Parts of me are lost in space,
Just beyond my furthest reach

All that remains of me, it seems
Are twisted memories

The broken pieces left to die
As fragments in the sky
Noah
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Noah  21/M/Indiana
(21/M/Indiana)   
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