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Jun 2014
Lying in bed solo,
I never realized
until just this moment,
the whispering
I thought I was hearing
all these years,
was just the a/c vent
set to a lower temperature.
That's loneliness.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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