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Nov 2017
Silly girl, words can’t end wars.
I have always been a silly girl.
I like to laugh, smile,
and entertain those around me.
I put people at ease,
just with the fluidity of my words.
Though, If angered or hurt,
my words are quick to sharpen.
They are my friends,
there to defend me until the end.
They are my suit of armour,
prepared for any battle that may come my way.
Yet, no suit of armour can always save the day.
Lot
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Lot  19/F/Toronto
(19/F/Toronto)   
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