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Jul 2017
Seven Years
Yesterday I forgot where I was
edges blurred and then
rushing back like blood

I won't let on, but
I'm pleased to have
remembered the
old me
Samuel
Written by
Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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