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Aug 2016
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Too ****** for your own good
Life slips away from us all

Slithering through your mind,
Back to back dreams
Eyes fluttering from visions
Of worlds between souls

Disappointed that this is it.
Abby
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Abby  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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