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May 5
theres no one here
and as your hear
what story is left
the way is to bring

theres no way out
and as you left
what parts of her
do i have to defend

when time isn't mine
then, there's no her to hear
my poems ive fetched
from ireland to bear
the plans we can't have spent
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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