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Jun 2015
then realized I had
no else to blame
no omen was spelled on me
I did
once seek the who
to beat myself
out of him
there once
I was totally
innocent;
control for
had I turned over
to demons tormenting me.
Fault was the systemic things
or politically
the foe.
I would have
liked
to be stay
naive in this until,
a day came , I
looked in the mirror,
saw halfway through
myself.
wordvango
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     Sjr1000, ---, ---, SamanthaW and Eiliv Advena
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