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Jul 2018
About time I let myself come up callous and cruel,
I'll go get my shovel and bury the castle with you in it

With a stick and a pole, i'll mark it with ease
Never coming back, I'll be out in a bliss.
Kent Delos Reyes
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Kent Delos Reyes  25/M
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     solace and sorrow, --- and Fawn
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