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Aug 29
Oblivious to why he would write Clueless of how he could Fight,
Wishing he could handle one more night
To Many Deaths to hear any Insight.
Just a Simple Wish of Something to go Right why the **** would he have eyes that look Bright ?
Sometimes ignorance is all that exists
JusMe
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JusMe  35/M/Scotland
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