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Jul 2018
I feel you slip away
your grip loosens by the second
I'm stretching out my hand
but you don't look up
no, you only stare down
into the abyss below.
I don't know why
you gave up on me
or why I couldn't save you.
I gave it my all
and you still let go.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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