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Oct 2012
Let's go.
Public places
people
everyone.

"Hello,"
stranger says.
Seclusive
as I tend to be.

"
You know,
gentle jaws
reside
inside me."

Below*
my multitudinous mask
there is trust
in no one.
Winona Forever
Written by
Winona Forever
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   Auroleus
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