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Jun 2014
So I think of the stars like my ultimate scar
For they remind me of you and your pleasure.

No matter how I yearn, I won't go far.
For you,  you are an  infinite treasure.

In this web of words your eyes still shine.
From this cliff and to the seaside.

Wilted and weary,  I reach for my wine
And I know that my dear, I rest alone this
Time.
Shin
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Shin  30/M/Chicago
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