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Mar 2016
While you're counting syllables
I'm baring my silly soul
Eyes like ice or fire
but my dreaming mind is tired
Follow me to the fallen tree
And I'll show you just how to expire
Only lost will we ever be free
Spenser Bennett
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Spenser Bennett  26/M
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   ---, --- and Irfan bin Yusuf Qadri
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