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Mar 2016
I could imagine one day
Dying from loneliness

What is life really?

Some strange experience
Followed by another experience

I wish people would stop asking
"How are you?"

You'll never know

One day I'll just move to Bhutan
And help the farmers there
Or something
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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