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Oct 2017
I hope that when I fade, when death becomes my bleeding shade, and paleness mmars the expressions on my face, that my words sink into the stream of the collective unconscious and find a permenent place.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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