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May 2016
Why is the world cruel?
Why are the people so mean?
Is there a place with no such rule
The rule to be the queen
The rule to push me into the dirt
Why must all be flawed everyday?
Why must all feel hurt?
And when is that day?
The day of peace
The world will be cruel and mean to you, but we must hang in there until that day when the world is not as mean and cruel.
Seer of All Good
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Seer of All Good  17/Gender Fluid
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