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Mar 2018
That night you left me,
Two weeks ago
You left with my heart
With my feelings, with my love

I almost died.

Now life seems hazy
Surreal, fake
Like I'm not quite living it

Or like I'm in a dream
So I pinch my arm
Please, wake up
But it's still
Real

The clouds are lifting though
Slowly, bit by bit
I'll live again
And I'll be here
When you're ready
Josiah Wilson
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Josiah Wilson  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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