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Nov 2018
Every meeting I see her
Trying to avoid my stare
With her racist hand
Is she abnnoyonh me?
Is she the cause?
The cause of my suffering?
Anger soon tells me
Telling me β€œyes”
Wishing we never meet
I burden that has a name
That name
That name
That name is ignorance
The one who invented anger
The one who gave birth to suffering
The one who represents crime.
The one
The one
The cause of yin
The opposite of enlightenment
The evil she is
My energy the one who I have compassion for.
Toxic yeti
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Toxic yeti  29/F/Almonte
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