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Jun 2016
She never looked, she never turned,
She never wished, she never learned,
But with a pen, she once had yearned,
And wrote a poem of all she burned.

But she couldn’t make a single rhyme,
Like rain with cane, and lime with dime,
All she care about is to **** the time,
That once left her confused and blind.
Vincent Jake Naputo
Written by
Vincent Jake Naputo  22/M/Philippines
   STARchild and Dhaye Margaux
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