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Dec 2017
I stuff myself,
I still feel hollow.

I still need to be filled.
The endless pit...

Is the despair
In my stomach.

The hollow feeling
In my soul

I ache
To be satisfied

I ache
To be done
Brother Jimmy
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Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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