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Jan 2016
Why do we think we can save eachother?
How would rings dressed in silver,
Whole and ceaseless,
Make us complete?

You can have the skies,
You can have the seas!
You can have the whole **** world,
But you can't have me.
January, 2016
Joy
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Joy  CA
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