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Aug 2013
The fire within my soul that burns for you is slowly diminishing to nothing but embers. Every night I watch as the radiant light glows dimmer and dimmer. Eventually it will be consumed by the void within my being. Then perhaps I will finally be free.
Trevor Jackson
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Trevor Jackson
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   Autumn
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