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Jan 2016
One day
The end will come

And I won't be sad
At all

I'll just sit on
The top
Of the mountain

Completely
And utterly alone

Looks like
I never made it
Out of the glass box

Never met
My female friend

All the days
I was on the earth
I was dying

They announced it
Was the end
Of the world

Who cares
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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