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Jan 2022
Out with the old and in with the new
How long does it last until it is no good?
Cause as age comes I shine with time
All the awareness of here becomes clear
Until one day I become so fine
I evaporate into manifestations of loving designs.
Chapter Three: The Whistleblower
Confessions of Aggression
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Confessions of Aggression  WA
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