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Apr 2019
Hibernate till my soul awakes
And wait for the wake
That crawls under my skin
Today and other days
Fade away into a later date
Always remaining here
In this melancholic state,
For eyes do not see mine
When I hide in the shade
I'll smirk when I see the subtle pain
That surrounds me
But my heart is shuddering
And pounding.
Pat Lynett
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Pat Lynett  29/M/Ontario
(29/M/Ontario)   
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