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Jan 2019
—last year has brought me to you
in midst of my slump,
when i needed a rescue.

—last year i made the deal
during the heal,
i should find the will,
to survive the entire new year,
even if it means i can’t have you near.
gotta catch my other muse soon.
winter child
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     No Nahme, Fawn, Lunar and Juneau
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