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Dec 2013
And when he close his eyes to sleep away
He sees the glare from moments 'go.
It digs it's way to his dreams
And now he just don't even know.

What will tomorrow bring?
What will travel through the blinds
to wake him? What will 'morrow bring?
He tries to sleep with a shrugging sigh.
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
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