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Jan 2019
Life is a gift
Of random splendour

Pain starting swift
Then the next so tender

Or so they say
Give a reason to me

Why my sweets stay
As stagnant as can be
Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get.
Wolf
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Wolf  14/F/My dreams
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