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Nov 2018
You say before the moon last stood, that you understood. Take air down lungs to seek the life of one known.

Seen from a distance no greater than finger to thumb. No greater then eyes or ears.

I prefer the surface, with you.
I was hurt by someone close
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Levi  25/Cisgender Male/Sydney, Australia
(25/Cisgender Male/Sydney, Australia)   
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   Hiruni Nimasha
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