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May 2014
I'll watch you wither into dust
Nothing left, down to the bone
Guess I must have misplaced my trust
No in you but on you, I believe what I see
Looks like I walking this one alone
Move along nothing to see
No more of you left, erased from my past
Things happen for a reason yet seem to constantly happen to me
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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