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Jan 2014
My mind is hollow.
Why?, you ask,
Because of her.
She drove my mind to the point of insanity
All thats left is the thought of her.
The thought of her heavenly voice,
And all those exotic ideas she put in my mind
That is all my mind has time to process.
Francisco Ortiz
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Francisco Ortiz  Long Beach, California
(Long Beach, California)   
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