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Jul 2018
Tears swell on the dawn,
Set to die before the angel arrives
Because to cry in her presence
Would be a sin in the eyes of a wife;
Dawn blinks, they cease,
And tomorrow, today will repeat.
Emmennarr
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Emmennarr  20/M/California
(20/M/California)   
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