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Apr 2014
Maybe it was the poison I fed myself everyday?
"With time it will fade and become a shadow leaving 'fore the sun comes"
Maybe it was the crazy notion I mixed in my potions
"bury the past, hurry up fast, never look back"
Maybe it was me all along?
Maybe, Just maybe....
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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   --- and rained-on parade
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