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Feb 2016
When I go out to those crowded nightclubs
I drink far too much
Dance too little
I watch the gentry dance
They spin and pulsate
Like stars through lonely skies
Unaware of my jealousy
Cursing my lack of jubilation
They revolve and shine
Unaware that they are my personal
Constellations
Bison
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Bison  26/M
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