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Mar 2022
I am not blind
I am not deaf
I am not without
intuition.
I feel the lies
the waste of breath
those waiting in the wings
the replacement men.
You can go
and be with them
just dont act
like you're sorry
for using me.
old scars open
Owen
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Owen  27/M/Ft. Campbell TN
(27/M/Ft. Campbell TN)   
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