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Nov 2017
I stayed looking at them eyes, fixed on him
wondering about you
understanding the world
spinning around
Mother married a fascist I call father
And I'm the uncomfortable offspring there


And him, oh him
He was a reflection of you
A sad, painful, lively reflection
He reminded me of you. But he's no you.

Eyes openclosed tonight.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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