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Aug 2016
Do I dare disturb the universe?
I do not think that they will see me.
I have measured my life in coffee spoons
And hollow men,
But with these deliberate disguises
I should be glad of another death,
To purge the sores on innocent tongues,
This waiting is wanting!
Your eyes have their silence, true
But so do dying stars.
There is no rest for a lost boy,
Who searches for love
That was cast to the sea
MsAmendable
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MsAmendable  22/F/British Colombia, Canada
(22/F/British Colombia, Canada)   
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   William Burger
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