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When there’s nothing left…when it’s dark and I’m alone in my bed…all I can think about is his laugh. His voice.
Y.L. Wolfe
Jim Fritzen
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I wish you aother laugh, another voice to heal the wound.
The Cost Guy, life observer and proudly apolitical seeking truth in a World that spins.
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