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Aug 2014
the last city in my mind.. where everything was still kind of normal.. people followed others and others followed them..  but this last city was no refuge indeed.. it was a place where you went to die.. it was a place where you went to give up.. i will not become a part of it.. all i am doing is just visiting..  sometimes you have to visit such places to really find out who and what you are..  this place calls out to all of us..
this was a safe zone to die boring..
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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