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Jan 2016
Oh, my forsaken aching HEART!
   We shall forget him; You and I;
Let the lovebirds sing -
   The sorrows to the sky.

Ah, Prithee - Pass me the Gin;
     My heart needs to drown -
To hearken of better days;
     May it falter his Crown!
Charlotte Huston
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Charlotte Huston  25/F/Brooklyn
(25/F/Brooklyn)   
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