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Aug 2018
My fondest memories are those of you
And listening to you sing
For moments could go unnoticed
While time drifted from the mind
You are nothing to regret
You are not a bad person
You are but only, a miracle in the making.
And soon you shall be a savior to those
Whom you used to be. They need you.
A M Ryder
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A M Ryder  26/M/Everett
(26/M/Everett)   
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   Glassmuncher
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