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Even I don't know who you're talking to.
It's me again,
I don't want to get in your way, and I don't mean to intrude into your pain, but it's deafening for me.
I am here for you brothers, when your facial swelling has subsided and the bulbous bruises from the violent onset of reality ass raping you subsides, seek me out. I am in the garden, nearby. Walk with me a while. Together we can weather this storm. Together we can find a brighter tomorrow.
Peace and love,
Sy
Even I don't know who you're talking to.
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