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Sep 2017
You're the constellation
But I have no telescope
Stars fall like broken glass
That hack my eight knot rope
When you decide to find the time
I'm waiting by the door
With a bullet lodged inside my mind
And this note lying on the floor
Jerremy
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Jerremy  28/M/St. Louis
(28/M/St. Louis)   
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       CJ Sutherland, Bo Marie and Anwesha
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