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Jun 2018
Because of your past,
                                     you built these walls,
                                     and held it all in.

But then you came across me,
                                                     and began to see,
                                                     that things could maybe be different.

The flame started to burn.
                                              
            ­                                 We felt as if we could conquer it all.
S G Arndt
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S G Arndt  24/M/Midwest
(24/M/Midwest)   
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   Glass
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