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Aug 2017
Feelings tantamount to withdrawal,.
Trickling like lava,.
Onto my skin,.
I look within,.
And see the pain,.
That planned my mind,.
To wonder like a vagabond,.
Through the streets of desire,.
Wishing that before I find her,.
My hope will not expire,..,.
Blake
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Blake  32/M/Durham, NC
(32/M/Durham, NC)   
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