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Jul 2015
Run, doe eyes, run.
Stay far away from his kind.
Run, fawn heart, run.
He's hunting for you with sharp and hungry eyes.
My mama warned against men much too older than you.
Oh baby bird, didn't your mama warn you too?
"Nothing gold can stay."
Hannah Jo
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Hannah Jo  24/F/Oklahoma
(24/F/Oklahoma)   
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