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Feb 2020
Lights out
Searching for a meaning
Hearts open
But barely beating
Mouths open
Filled with smoke and tongues
Breezes drifting from all our lungs
Lost in those winds
Lost in my mind
Losing everything I once called mine
Dear God don't be real
Joe fucking Taylor
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Joe fucking Taylor  20/M/SL, UTah
(20/M/SL, UTah)   
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