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Oct 2014
A child called to me.
"Hello over there."
I didn't respond.
"Thank you for your service, mister."
I pretended not to hear her.

I was invited to dance later that night.
"Will you join me?"
I refused.
"Do you want to go get a drink?"
My false smile evaporated.

I could go on. This isn't even worth reading. I just have nobody to talk to and so much to say. I only wish listeners weren't so full of flesh and blood.
Gregorius Evyrian
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Gregorius Evyrian  Twentynine Palms, CA
(Twentynine Palms, CA)   
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   unknown, ---, Circa 1994 and ---
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