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Apr 2019
Hello!
Well Then,
Winter Is Here.
One Year Passed,
And I'm
Still Crying.
But,
I Still
Try Not To
Remember That
Your
Black Dog
Bit You.
He Left,
Or Was Forced To.
The Steps
I Took Today
Lied,
Music
Is Turning
Like A Tide,
I Can Only Say
That I'm OK.
People
Betray Me,
Lie,
But I'm Fine.
I'll Just
Keep Moving Forward.
-END-
:)
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