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Aug 2019
The words used to slip out of me with ease, but now it seems I struggle to find quite exactly what to say.
As the sounds transcend me into feeling what I once thought was lost I find you waiting for me in the astral realm. Stay right there here I come again.
Written by
Robby  21/M/Bowling Green
(21/M/Bowling Green)   
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