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May 31
suffocate through conversations
like drawing blood from a stone
misplaced faith in constellations
broken hearts and scattered bones
erase the faces, names, and places,
allow those distances to grow
forgive the people that i need
forget the people that i don't.
lest i tire of living alone -
take my hand, and read my palm
find where my falling star may land
i will comply with guiding lights
if i may find a better life
oliver g wilikers
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oliver g wilikers  27/M/Scotland
(27/M/Scotland)   
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   CJ Sutherland
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