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Jul 2020
When you **** everything you touch
Death doesn't seem too much
Blind for life and in a rush
Crushing my heart
And others
Don't get me started I'm smothered
Who plays the part of my mother
I chose to live for the numbers

And question where I am.
Pat Lynett
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Pat Lynett  29/M/Ontario
(29/M/Ontario)   
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