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Jul 29
I feel a familiar sense of dread in my heart for I know that soon, I will once more be alone. I will have to fan that sadness to feel something. Music will be my only friend, but in silence will I truly grow.
I ask not of love again, or friendship. I look not for it, for by looking did I also lose
Dennisk
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Dennisk  20/M/Nairobi
(20/M/Nairobi)   
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