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Sep 2016
I find myself here
Then I find myself there

I'm not really sure
And I don't quite care

No objectives
Or programs
Or long term goals

Just walking on the earth
Until I grow old

A mother walks
With child
Underneath
The Eucalyptus tree

The coy swim
Quite happily

The people
Rise and fall
Just let things be
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and SPT
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