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Nov 2014
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I write til my thoughts and body grow weak.
You’re tired, they say.
No… no but alas, I am free- And with feeble eyes, I sleep.
May 5th, 2013
Gordon Michael III
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Gordon Michael III  28/M/Houston
(28/M/Houston)   
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   Pax
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