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I feed my habits And ignore my needs As distasteful as it seems My plan succeeds I plant the seeds That grow the weeds Won't feed myself I starve, deceased.
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:45 AM UTC
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I feed my habits And ignore my needs As distasteful as it seems My plan succeeds I plant the seeds That grow the weeds Won't feed myself I starve, deceased.
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21/Guyana, South America
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:45 AM UTC
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