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5 Nov 2003 @ 02:43
I don't know what inspired me to write this poem all of a sudden. It is about a friend I once had. He returned to London after a few years of active service in the U.S. military. I saw him again about two months ago, for the first time in over a year. I lost him. I don't know if he'll find himself. More >
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