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Mar 2017
So it's time to hide again,
Behind a broken figurehead,
Dust off the mask and wear it
Not proud, ashamed,
But not allowed to show it,
So I'll let the mask hold my tears,
And shed them at home.
Parsavagely Kompenere
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Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
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