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Jul 2017
You delighted in the chase

It was indeed intriguing.

But when reality struck

And demanded your clock,

You fleet gracefully

Like a roadrunner.
The past hurts. If only I knew your motives, I would have never let you through
Grey mirror
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Grey mirror  F/North East
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   Mysidian Bard
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