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The Place In My Chest Where My Heart Still Tries To Beat

This my heart, hold it precious.

My life best described in some kind of fantasy world based on actual happenings. I.E. Realworld = Walking dog, Fantasyworld = Searching for any morsels of food or freedom (or urinating areas) for my last friend on the planet, my pet and comrade, the


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