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Dec 2015
Sometimes
I'd like to hang out
With friendly people

But they are never there
And whatever God
Or creator

Doesn't care

I'd like to meet
More friends
But that is highly unlikely

And so
I'll retreat
To the mountains

When our country
Is totally ruined

I wonder if
There will be
Any people there

Probably not I guess

There are no more
People anymore
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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