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Nov 2017
Theres nothing more worth fighting for, than the sweet poisonous touch, the sickening harmonious song, the clear mischievous feeling; Of love.

Is it real?
Is it reciprocated?
Am I too young or unwise?
Or am I feeding into false notions?
Caleb Stevens
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Caleb Stevens  16/M
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