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Apr 2015
U can see that something's on my mind
But I guess it's a convo you don't care for
To many lies to be uncovered
To many feelings unexplored
I get it. I have to move on
Knowing  that I can only trust my own eyes
Upon my ears where the tales reside
They don't give fuel to my heart
No vacancy on my mind.
So no need to be bothered
Or let it trip me up.
I have to work on the bettering of me.
That greater responsibility enough.
Breathe stretch shake
Atiya Ebony
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Atiya Ebony  In my own world
(In my own world)   
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   A and Haydn Swan
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