7 Years Ago I Had Two Friends; Now No Longer
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This entry was posted on December 1, 2024 by igorgoldkind. It was filed under Americana, beat, David Halliwell, death, Depression, Emptyness, Existentialism, jazz, Meaning of Existence, mental health, Mindfulness, new poetry, poetry, politics, San Diego, spoken word, story-telling .
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