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May 2017
You were like a mistake I wrote in permanent ink,
I tried blocking you out with white-outs.
But
No matter the amount I use,
The trace of you is still there.

{ e.i }
Little Azaleah
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Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
(21/F/BN)   
304
   rose
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