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Jan 2016
We used to celebrate together
The occasion of our close births
Cause to throw one hell of a party
Now I must go alone in our revelry
The edges water colored with wistful wishing
That you were here to help blow out all of these candles
I miss you in every little way
Jeremiah, Happy Birthday
He would have been 34.
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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