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Mar 13
I'm dying on the inside.
Every single day.
And, I meander through the torpor.
Into listlessness.
And an apropo addendum.

I'm sorry
I guess.

Incapable of change.
Nolan Bucsis
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Nolan Bucsis  41/M/Somewhere in Canada
(41/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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