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Oct 2017
Lets burn the bridge.
Create some distance.
Half way through, I'll jump in.
You wont know, but I'll swim all the way.
I should have known you lit the match to burn the bridge.
I'll never be him.
If I drown, you'll never know I was competing in a game he already won.
Jonathan Paulson
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Jonathan Paulson  21/M
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