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Feb 2018
"huge best"

has done out to wash his honor,
unless air, for,
give your tired, your poor,
everyone chooses his color.

Half-blind for  came to your door.
greater splendor,
each golden grain splits life in its neighbor.

Sleep, accomplished and the arbor,
the craving for more ardor.
girls at the door.

Glory back in
are born in a mirror,
becomes in El ,
a bad counselor,
the concerns of the rich
meGaThOr
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meGaThOr  Cisgender Male/Botswana
(Cisgender Male/Botswana)   
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   Renae
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