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Dec 2013
I made it,
why?
maybe i didn't get my fill?
could it be possible to be selfish,
solemnly?
I wanted to ask
a thousand and one questions.
I'd listen to every answer
Hang on every word.
I'd be your Captive Audience.
and there's nothing about you that isn't enthralling.
and there's no one who could sway me in this.
and there's no way
no ******* way
I'd let you die in my heart.

Please, Don't go oh so quietly into the night, Brave soul.


I'm sorry
Thomas J Koncel
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Thomas J Koncel  Chicago
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