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Oct 2016
There's only a never-ending cycle of highs and lows or so much of both.  It seems that I really can't escape the emptiness. The dark hole that always comes back. I suppose, it's meant to be.
I don't believe in such a thing.
Astra Zenneth
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     Doug Potter and Astra Zenneth
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