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Apr 2017
Soil
You fed me dirt, claiming I'm satisfied. As I swallowed the soil of your upright lies. As I roam free you can only wonder how I'm happy.
Chloe Zafonte
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Chloe Zafonte  22/F/United States
(22/F/United States)   
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