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Dec 2016
Yes, I often sit and think about all the times
I was wrong.
And I wonder if you think about them as often
As I do.

It seems that I make mountains
Out of molehills.
All my lovers have told me

I fear that I feel everything
So deeply
That I can hardly make the distinction
Between them.
fire in her eyes
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fire in her eyes
   Shang, ---, Angel, Blue, ryn and 10 others
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