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Nov 2018
I've stopped believing in the pretty things
the beautiful words strung in a web too good to be true
I stopped believing I would find perfection
even if it was just perfection to me
because life truly isn't fair
and life isn't beautiful
It's corrupt and distant
a movie with a lost director and bad cast
I want to rewrite the script
I'm sick of this improv game and technical difficulties
Grace Ann
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Grace Ann  21/F/Tennessee
(21/F/Tennessee)   
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   John Destalo, Fawn and Suzy Berlinsky
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