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For this i am a sufferer Living in unpeace All is fleeting fro A single friend i cannot keep The world has other plans War is my salvation The truth is found in a mysterious place For i was once the seat of passion And my life is now a footstool for the unknown Where did i lose the way ? How did this become ? No matter
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Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC
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For this i am a sufferer Living in unpeace All is fleeting fro A single friend i cannot keep The world has other plans War is my salvation The truth is found in a mysterious place For i was once the seat of passion And my life is now a footstool for the unknown Where did i lose the way ? How did this become ? No matter
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30/M/Saginaw , mi usa
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC
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