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Feb 2014
I was no different
I still pushed in the morning
I still stared at a cold screen
I said, "I love you"
I still hurt the girl
I still fall and I fail
Pull the frail curtain back over my eyes
I've seen too much to not die.
One more burial, oh come to the service
A farewell until the new
No matter where I or you shall go
one thing is true:
I will always love you
Michael Kenneth Christian
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Michael Kenneth Christian  Texas
(Texas)   
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