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Nov 2014
“I guess I’ll just have to forget about you,”
(You idiot…)
“That shouldn’t be hard,” you said, looking away
You patient angel, what did you endure?

Forgetting’s going well, just swell,
As I’m sure you can tell,
And my soul I would sell
To escape from this hell
Of living every day without you
Michael Humbert
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Michael Humbert
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