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May 9
I don't mean to.
But I can't care about anyone I hurt.

The broken hearts.
The let downs.
The impossible to remember intimate moments.
The love.
The promises of safety and permanence.

It all means nothing to me.
Just time.
And distance.

Ensconced in right now.
Nolan Bucsis
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Nolan Bucsis  41/M/Somewhere in Canada
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