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Mar 2016
I am the last of me,
No one else is unique to my design.
As I traveled through this blue world,
I searched and searched for someone whom could be mine.
Someone whom I could share with on this road,
But alas any attempts ended in failure and suffering.
So now I sit and stare at the stars,
Wishing for all that has yet to be to come true.
Seth Milliman
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Seth Milliman  South Bend, IN.
(South Bend, IN.)   
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