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Aug 2021
I came to, I think I came to.
I'm out of my shell. I'm feeling government new.
I found peace. In this warful place.
The sirens and massacres hold about my face.
I found me. In a crowded bar. Choking on *****, starring at the stars.

I ******* miss you. Our time is closing.
Please be careful - your confidence is showing. You look like a mess.
With your hair undone.
I look at you and don't know what I've become
Written by
Nathaniel  22/M/US
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   Johnnyqu33r
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