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Aug 2016
I hear a voice calling,"Christopher",
Sounds like my dad,it can't be,but I wish it were.
A memory relived while in a ****** up blur,
Stretch out arm to cat,I feel a comfort in its Solon purr.
Creepstar
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Creepstar  Pig Town
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