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Aug 2016
Seven mountains
Seven seas
Love abounding
All fear flees

I once had no idea of the soul
in knowing I knew not my own
yet there was nothing to find...
Shape. Touch. Smell?
No one can ring a bell
There are no pictures or words
Only memories and monuments absurd.
Darren Edsel Wilson
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Darren Edsel Wilson  33/M/Philadelphia
(33/M/Philadelphia)   
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