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Apr 2021
I have a barren emptiness inside desperate and thrashing for the intense desire filled by another.
A thirst quenched with a fleeting eclipse and as infrequently found to satisfy.
To feel the outline of the depression you instilled as you squeezed the void between us into an almost something.
Then satisfied with the relief of a potential connection, decompressed your you from any meaningful we.
Bartholomew Welles
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Bartholomew Welles  29/Cisgender Male/KC, MO
(29/Cisgender Male/KC, MO)   
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