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May 2019
There is no peace

When you find yourself
Persuing sleep
As if it were non-exsistance

There is no rest
In such restlessness of spirit
For a friend. Along with prayers.
Seanathon
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Seanathon
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   Amanacer, mc6lm and Chelsea Rae
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