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Nov 2013
Deviating.
I wake up in the morning.
The sun shines too bright.
Yet I can't see the light.
Dark.
Empty.
And everything's different.

I lost him.
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CYN  Heart. Mind. Soul. Body.
(Heart. Mind. Soul. Body.)   
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