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Feb 2020
Dear diary;
last night I met the moon.
She forgot how to shine in
the darkest of nights.
We grew close-
a bittersweet bond
since one of us
was fading
away.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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   Whit Howland
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