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Dec 2018
Is it me?
Am I the source of it all,
The problems and calamity?

When there needs to be blame,
Why is the sound from your mouth,
Always my name?

I guess the fault was mine.
I just got used to it,
My grievances all in a line.

I'm sorry that I,
Caused all the pain.
I'm sorry I try.
SinoAko
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SinoAko  18/M/richmond, va
(18/M/richmond, va)   
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