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Mar 2019
Somehow I already know
how it ends,
even before it begins.
Call it some type of
clairvoyance.

But you were unexpected;
you weren't part of the plan.

I chased you from the
comfort of the only path I knew,
and now all that I know
is how lost I'd be
without you.
Phasma de Oceanus
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Phasma de Oceanus  26/F/Missouri
(26/F/Missouri)   
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