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3:00 am.


3:00 am.

 

I was be up still working on my room written some

poet dream . I lost my soul sister. My heart is gone from me inside my . mind so empty miss her so much she like dance though the night into day

before sun rise or sun sent. My life never be done

one that day . I only man so sad about it stated cry

for her .

 

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Matt 

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