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Jan 2019
the four coners of me and you
stuck, dreary in this ruse
those moments I bid adieu
to the one i call my muse
the four corners of life
a life of black and white
I desire your spirit feeling alive
A healing of life's blight
As life starts to get dire
I will keep you protected
From the inferno's fires
I'll keep you feeling elevated
To my inspiration
The one who gave me direction
AP Hastens
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AP Hastens  15/M/Philippines
(15/M/Philippines)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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