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Mar 2019
I have come to be the jest
The rich and proud say I'm the best
I have come to give you rest
Prepare your hearts
A place to nest
I have come so take your shot
Aim and press
Inside I cry
Outside I smile
Isn't that what is expected from a clown?
Sophie
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Sophie  F/High lands
(F/High lands)   
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       Richard Smith, Gods1son, ryn, Ayan, --- and 3 others
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