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May 2018
I never got that addendum.
You left.
Whispered into the night.
Howled at the moon.
I never needed any sort of reason.
To feel this bad.
Your two cents won't add up to much.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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   Jason Saguinsin
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