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Apr 2017
i love you*
can you not understand
i mean come on i've been
writing all of this poetry
and i've been trying
and then i end up crying
that's ok isn't it?
wrong*
i cry because you are beauty at its finest dear
and you've known it all along.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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