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Aug 2020
One search away
I used to research for hours
Reading each label
Hoping one will have the answer
But now I have it
Clear skies
Everyone sound asleep
The blue swing I lay my head on
Staring at the stars
Taking them
One by one
Taking my last breath
Written by
Fry  20/M
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