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Oct 2017
For me there was never a time I felt alone.
Lonely sometimes but never alone.
Even when left and treated harshly I could always find solace in music or a hiltop to watch the world go by and lick my wounds.
But the day came when I was truly alone.
The day I saw her face
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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