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Aug 2012
Sunshine
Sick sick sick
eating poison pills that might
taste good if they were tangible

sometimes it's hopeless and
I can't help you until I
help myself.
Samuel
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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