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Sep 2017
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We wear our weariness on the sleeves of our souls. Even now I to miss the younger me, wondering is he a shadow of what I will be or am I a shadow of what he was.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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       Dimitrios Sarris, Ian Lewis Copestick and Graff1980
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