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Jul 2015
woe
woe is he,
who fell in love
with me-- a tragedy
written in the stars.

woe is me,
who looked out
for thee-- the artist
of all my scars.

woe are we,
who couldn't see
the impossibility
of our hearts.
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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