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Dec 2018
there was
a boy
who brought me
flowers
everyday

but it's just sad
that I can't
touch,
see, or
smell them
cause

I'm
six
feet
under ~
ode to lizzie
enid jerzt looper
Written by
enid jerzt looper  23/Agender/BGC, Philippines
(23/Agender/BGC, Philippines)   
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     Vera Anne Wolf, Cherry, JL Smith and olivia anne
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