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Mar 2013
It's what binds me
Fills the empty holes
It cries, learns, flirts
the Hole in me
Does none of those
There is no light
There is no dark
I can't reach in
Nothing comes out, except
Covering it is hard
Filling it is impossible
Because it's a hole
The hole I bear
That's just it
It's my Hole
A wonderful hole
None can compete
So exciting
So powerful
So scary
I
Found
IT
Kyle madill Baker
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