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Feb 2019
Even clues that aren’t about you,
You apply them to us
So I guess I don’t have to worry about the digs I drop
For you to find in the moss

Lover, I thought my life was going to melt
And fall off the bone
Instead it flashed before my eyes,
Now I’d rather be alone
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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