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Oct 2016
Tus what a dreary thought to be alone within a sea of souls. Yet I tell all that this is  said life. Throughout memories do we escape to pleasant feelings of not being alone, yet still alone. The calamity of this brings a smile to my face. For most of us we came into this world alone. Others some more than one but we all still leave alone.
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ME  Wisconsin
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