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Oct 2018
This night was cursed to be
I sail away again in dreams of us
While the Old Gods I plea
That they would take this memory away
Sparing me the nitty-gritty pieces of you that stuck in my mind like
How your electrifying touch
Burns me from within
Kyle
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