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Apr 2016
All good intentions have spawned in me a state of unrest,
where when flirting with gods have left a hole inside chest.
Till "foul is fair, and fair is foul" am I truly at my best;
a Shakespearean rage to curse me to a prophesied death.
Xnihilo
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Xnihilo  Gainesville
(Gainesville)   
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   Lucinda Hikari
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