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Nov 2018
Scar my mind
Afar from a savior but I still have time
I need to find other’s help, I can’t save myself from this crime
But the facade has lasted so long I can’t just convert the blind
They’ll think there’s a truth past it to find
But if I don’t find someone, there will be no time.
Folie
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   Fawn and Salmabanu Hatim
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