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Sep 2019
left, breathless
bereft and broken
spoken words, inept
dreams and regret
waking detests this emptiness
such unrest
what sleep may come
R.I.P David Lamb
Written by
Gerald Westinghouse  M/United States
(M/United States)   
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     TheIdleOwl, Bogdan Dragos, A B Faniki and seraph
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