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Jul 2017
You have your ways to invade my deepest slumber.
Leaving me there to wonder..  
The imprints of your reflection an traces.
As the reflection through resurrection shows the past perfection id thought were erased.  
Two Soul's departure but trying to ignore the torture but id amit its getting harder...
Depart. Lonesome.  Second guessing.  Logic pain.  Refusal
Marty T Ottman
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Marty T Ottman  Wausau Wisconsin
(Wausau Wisconsin)   
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