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Oct 2018
Cursed, cursed consciousness
Keeps me up at night; right?
Or I’d dive into deep oblivion
Of blessed, blessed sleep

To dream, it seems needs more than
Shuffling off this thinking coil
I need easy entry to Elysium
Get me to the dream gymnasium
James Floss
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James Floss  60/M/Freshwater, CA
(60/M/Freshwater, CA)   
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