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Jul 2014
Each and every day;
I meet someone new,
Take them with me
To send them away.
They all knew me.
Knew me by name,
Yet they don't know
The one curse I carry.
No matter who I meet,
No matter who I like;
I cannot settle
I cannot love.
My curse is that;
I, the Grim Reaper
Must be forever LONELY.
Christopher A Patrick
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Christopher A Patrick  27/M/Fort Lauderdale, Florida
(27/M/Fort Lauderdale, Florida)   
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