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May 2017
Strolling through the darkness that concaves my heart, now lies a graveyard in elegant memoriam to what has been lost; A beautifully dim landscape that cascades into the distance and yet I find only an abundance of stone delicately carving my name because if only I could live another day instead of dying again.
Jamie Treavish
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Jamie Treavish  23/M/United Kingdom
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