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Aug 2018
Never was a man who knew of good
Revealing no mercy when I knew I could
Years of cost and lives I’ve sought
Praying for divinity when I know not
And to all the lives that I can never be
Sickness and health are gifts to the free
Anya
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Anya  23/F/Narnia
(23/F/Narnia)   
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