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Dec 2018
I thought my inspiration
Had gone all up in smoke
On the dreadful day
That memory awoke.
But as I make my way
Into the hopeless black,
I realize inspiration
Has always had my back.
Written by
Gerudo  22/F/Somewhere, Hopefully
(22/F/Somewhere, Hopefully)   
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