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Jan 2019
This blame game is no fun
Instead of putting an end to it,
We take turns
Our precious flower getting replaced by thorns
Well, the same sun that tans also burns
I suggest we drop attitudes that break bonds
I will start first
I take the blame 'cause it is you that I want!
Gods1son
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Gods1son  26/M/Canada
(26/M/Canada)   
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     Crow, Fawn, ---, ---, Sparkle in Wisdom and 1 other
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