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It’s coming at you Like the dark cloud it proclaimed It’s inappropriate intentions With the lack of clarity And a secret desire to burn The witch that fell For an apple She never wanted Anyways Just looking at an adversitising in the distance

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Published: Jan 31, 2019
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