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Sep 2016
always
it starts the
same

cold, callous
and
scared

always
the leaving is the same

I cannot help
but wonder
if
they are all the same
woman

but really
it is just that I
am the same man.
Benjamin Woolley
Written by
Benjamin Woolley  Phoenix
(Phoenix)   
339
   Bluebird
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