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Dec 2013
I lie down on the verge of crying, having the tears lie upon my eyes.
Not wishing to leave knowing the fate that would soon follow.
Knowing that once they leave my face they will be forgotten and dead
Scott Shaffer
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Scott Shaffer  Rialto
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