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Apr 2019
wishing by a wishing well
stones softened years of weathered down
sitting top this cold hard throne
Just how far down does darkness go
maybe ears of one I know
who wants to know the secrets told
eternal safe of words
oh no
I've lost my balance
Written by
K Kay  F/Minneapolis
(F/Minneapolis)   
335
   ImosyrroS and Harper
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