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Nov 2018
You moved on.
I’m happy for you.
Now, to myself,
There’s nothing I have to prove.
You moved on.
That’s surely for the best.
Thoughts of what could be
Can now be put to rest.
You moved on.
Malice replaces my place in your heart.
I’m try to keep it together,
But it’s tearing me apart.
You moved on.
MAN
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     Bea Autumn, Fawn, Healer, Dennis Willis and Xion
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