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Oct 18
crickets in the dead of night
full moon beaming bright
i seen myself, a warped sight
in the river reflection
prepping my winter dissection
all the sentences of summer
the scenes of my senseless ******
crickets in the dead of night
full moon gleaming light
i been myself, an endless fight
in the river refraction
prepping my newest distraction
all the sentences of summer
my life is negative in the absence of you
I S A A C
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