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Jan 23
former selves in the scribble of some crooked writing
middle of reformed books, evolved journals
i was in them and now i'm not
look
into the mirror
but when i point at you
its me that walks away feeling
at

ease

i don't know you anymore
but maybe i never did
evolution of personalities
girl gonzo
Written by
girl gonzo  neptune
(neptune)   
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     Fawn, JDK and Stu
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