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May 2014
Oh the sorry questions
bombarding my brain
was all this real, perhaps a dream
or just some silly game?

Normally I let these things
go past me, slide on by
expressing air of nonchalance
but you have crept inside.

This could be something simple
again my thoughts, they run amuck
but this sarcophagus of silence is
a hearty bowl of what the ****.
Shiloh
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Shiloh  33/F/Oregon
(33/F/Oregon)   
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