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Aug 2013
I can't see you through the haze,
I can't remember you through the vuja de.
I can't hear you through the silent crowds,
I can't feel you through the concrete clouds.
I can't remember pleasure through the pain,
I can't listen to your voice to keep me sane.
I can't.
Austin Mosher
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Austin Mosher  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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