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Aug 2020
Process in weariness.

Peanut butter and jelly.
Ice and drool.
Duck tape my eyes.
Alex, yeah she's cool.
Always alone like Constantine.
Ol Johnny boy.
I think I'm gone.
And very annoyed
I didn't think I would leave.
I didn't think so.
I didn't know how to complete.
My rowing team...Oh.


Garrett Johnson.
We missed you.
Garrett Johnson
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Garrett Johnson  22/M/In the woods
(22/M/In the woods)   
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     --- and Imran Islam
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