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Mar 2019
i am envious of your
ability to not hear the hope
in my words
and
jealous
of the resolve in your disdain.

i could never feel nothing.
but sometimes wish i would.
Oskar Erikson
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Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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