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Sep 2014
Broken's almost whole right?
I'm just missing a couple pieces.
  I just need to tape them up
    never mind the creases.
Lost is almost found right?
I just need to find my way.
Blindly searching
   Tripping over my own feet
     screaming out your name.
Alone is almost together right?
I can hear your laughter clear.
maybe if I pull this trigger
   I'll be with you again
      my dear.
May
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May  California
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   --- and Erenn
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