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Aug 2021
Frankie Cosmos at 1am.

Maybe more like the old place.
Wouldn't have any.
Make of it.
Staying weary.
Within.
Running out.
Of the kitchen in your skin.
Till you faint.
Talk it more.
Said in utter incomplete.
But stay awake.

Garrett Johnson.
left beside you.
Garrett Johnson
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Garrett Johnson  23/M/In the woods
(23/M/In the woods)   
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     kain, REY and SPT
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