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Dec 2018
my prince has died trying to slay my dragons,
dragons that keep me up at night.
his head is at my feet and his sword is in my hand.
instead of living in a world in need of a savior,
i suppose it is time for me to save myself.
only for that of sacrifice.
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adriana  17/F/la
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