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Nov 2017
Never

Our love was like a winter breeze
breezing through the trees of Scotland
You bumped your head on a big tree
and then you forgot how to love

The Pony
Paradisiacal ApacherΓ­a

Jesus Christ Allin

You killed the love we shared
I loved you as a woman
till you became a man

The Hacker
She hacked away at our glorious love.
π‘Ίπ˜Άπ˜»π˜Ί π‘©π˜¦π˜³π˜­π˜ͺ𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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