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Jun 2016
I would cry but I have no more tears left for,
this time they have run dry,
My heart dose not ache, dose not break,
Not for their sake. I do not wake to drown
in their lake of hate, but for my own sake.
Magic poet
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Magic poet  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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