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Apr 2016
Whenever people argue with me
I always think I must be wrong
Most burning issues generate
More heat than light

I've been sleeping with the lights one, because
The cold darkness surrounds me
As the midnight releases an army of bright stars, and
I drown in dread
Crístál Válęntíná
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Crístál Válęntíná  New York
(New York)   
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   Amethyst Fyre
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