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Apr 26
Sometimes the
need to want hits me
like meteor and I
am knocked off course
into the void of
cold memories and
the emptiness of loss.
Once again,
I am left to find
my way back to
my sun.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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