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Dec 2020
I wish, on days of blue, to dream of you, to dream of anything, as I am ****** into eternal sky, with jagged frost that nips, and winds that spiral, tumbling from endless, into a spiteful roar, and sounds of wicked winter, tearing clothes from aging flesh, to expose the beauty, the heartbreak, and the ageless tenacity, buried beneath our flesh, and burned into our souls.  I dream of falling into another...  To share and heal these scars.
Sometimes, I have incomplete and run-on sentences that march across my vision.  Sometimes they sound alright.  Hope you enjoy this one :)
Michael Stefan
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Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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