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Dec 2019
Unequivocal uninspiration usurping my greater judgement
That perhaps this paper might be better left unwritten
For foolish folly fails to grow my intrepid soul
Daggered demons drift across sleepless eyes
Hunting in the night for any light
Meant to be burnt but smothered on sight
Red rivers release droplets into panten lungs
Organs of oddity never needed but to draw dead air
This is thus the safety of my mind and heart, departed and slain
//On life//

Days that layer on one another compound into a sad story, someday...
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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         Nick Moore, roumen, Carrie Crusoe, --- and Jack Jenkins
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