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Aug 2018
There's thousands of bars around town
Yet here you are
At my door.

I'm not such a fool
for believing this is about me
I know it couldn't be.
Current state really heavy.

But if you're still bleeding
Please, just know
That I'm dying for you to
Come home.
Mia
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Mia  20/F/Brazil
(20/F/Brazil)   
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   JL Smith and OC
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