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Jun 2017
I reached the end of the road
the air is still and dry like a spring's afternoon.
The road led me to the forgotten edges of my mind.
Seasons pass draws me deeper to my bliss where
i have found the proof that i must burn away the past
and scatter the ashes.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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       ---, Lora Lee and kim
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