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Aug 2017
you leave cryptic messages for me to decipher,
sprawled across rusty street signs and gravel roads.
they whisper white lies and empty promises,
enshrouding the way back home.
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unnamed  wandering
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     Cloudy Heart, ---, --- and TSPoetry
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