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Apr 2016
Let troubled waters surround me,
Let hell be invited for tea,
Let supper's suculant bliss counter the days unfortunate ends,
Let night wrap me in its blanket of darkness and nightmares,
Let hope shine through upon morning -
Let us not forget to mourn.
bleh
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bleh  SoCal I.E.
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