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Nov 2017
As i journey into the abyss, I think about what i will miss, family and friends, but memories the most, because without them who am I but an empty host. The things i held to tightly quickly stolen swept away. No one ever told me it would be my very last day. I always knew it was coming but i could never have prepared. The end is nearing closer. Just know I love and cared.
Matt Perkins
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Matt Perkins  25/M/Warren, PA
(25/M/Warren, PA)   
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