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Lucien 34m
My name
Means light
And
So does hers
Does that mean
We’re a match?
Lucien 58m
Perhaps my silly feelings
Were all in disarray
‘Cause I say that I like you
Do my words hold true this way?

His eyes that shine like gold
And yours that shine so bright
I cast my hook to sea
And hope it’s you, I might.
Lucien 1h
“I’m still fine, aren’t I?”

I question reality every night
I pull out my hair in stress
I dig my nails into my arms
I don’t stop until I bleed

Is this really
Fine?

— The End —