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Jul 2015
I
I need a moment to grieve
the moment you gave me to leave
I don't know anymore what I believe
I won't show you the door
Leading to where I'm sore
Cause I know from before
where I'm bleeding, you pour
salt upon the vulnerable
Atypnoc
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Atypnoc  Richland
(Richland)   
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