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Aug 20
Back into exile.
The Hermit walks alone.
Mile after mile.
Day after day.

Regret eases with the passing of time.
But it doesn't erase the shame.
Sometimes you'll get caught in orbit flying too close to the sun.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  33/M/Hell
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