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Sep 2018
Sometimes we never know
what to say at times like these;
just hollow thoughts
roaring through a hollow body
that didn’t want the awkward silences
to be their legacy.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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     Poopypoetry, vb and Weeping willow
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