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Apr 2019
Is there a sweeter sound
In all the universes
I know of no other thing
That will calm the masses

Of my pain, pain the shifted
Destroyed and left me for dead
There is nothing else that will satisfy
All the madness within. It can mistify

It can
intoxicate
Validate

Give life to a dying soul

Oh Solace, be mine tonight
Hold me as a lover
Whisper in mine ear
Be my lucky clover
Solace is perhaps the sweetest of things in this life
Andrew Harris
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Andrew Harris  28/M/Iowa
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