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Sep 2016
I haven't seen the light in what seems like light years. And these have been heavy ones.
I worry that if I venture out it may disprove my writing.
Cooped up in a cold room I stared blankly in a moon lit mirror.
Where did my sanity go about an hour ago when we were eating dinner ?
L W D
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L W D  28/M/USA
(28/M/USA)   
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   --- and Desire
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