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Feb 2019
You scorched the sun with your vicious tongue and turned the midnight blue.
You stole the stars to keep in jars while you decided whatΒ Β to do.
You  broke the earth with hated mirth and turned the oceans bad,
You sit up there without a care yet dare to call us mad.
Warren
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Warren  44/M/Scotland
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