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Jul 2014
I wish it was you lying
next to me snoring,
but it's not.
I'm just surrounded
by the paper thin walls
of a flea-bag motel
on the outskirts
of *** **** Egypt
listening to
the crumbling walls
of my broken heart.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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