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Dec 2015
Hey, is this for real?
I see the moon turn blood red
In the distance a wolf cries out
Hungry, smelling the stentch of my sweat
The dead stare in my eyes
How much I am scared
Of the madning of my soul
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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