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JP Blooming Aug 2017
Never was
Never known it
Never...

That's the 'never' never explained
Hiding in what's in me ignored

Wish I knew it,
That and what I don't care about

Left despair in a hurry
Just to meet it again

It's the haven of this lie
Giving to me not intending
But willingly taking away

— The End —