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Nov 2016
I grow tired, though the early sun rises. And I'll be long gone come the blue moon. Long gone.
Yet another sun will rise, and another moon will wane.
I'll be long gone.
Yet another night.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
(28/M/Austin, Texas)   
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