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Apr 2015
I've decided against advancing toward her goals.
They hold nothing for me.
A thing like this can't be bought with gold,
though I sold it all for silver.
Melted down to form a mirror.
I think I saw someone else reflected.
A stranger's eyes seem clearer when my own are so
blind.
I bet you thought I was gonna say 'infected!'
JDK
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JDK  35/M/Japan
(35/M/Japan)   
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