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Dec 2017
Fortune steps my way but it trips and falls cos shes clumsy
Then the ground comes up to meet my face by default
Lying on the floor but my feelings rise
Yours come meet mine and take me by surprise
Why do we fall with her?
She means nothing at all
Why do we fall for her?
She makes life a hell
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     sf, Logan, Breeze-Mist and Lynn
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