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Apr 2019
Never encountered anyone
Who wants to end up
Lonely or all alone
But what's the cost of
Selling one's zoul
For the world's price
Of living in hates houseless homes?
Segregated complications of loneliness
Occupying mental time and space
When I was yours
And you were mine to own...
Gr8Ryzyngz
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Gr8Ryzyngz  88/F/Da World
(88/F/Da World)   
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