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Apr 2019
It is you who I blindly follow    

For every kiss, we have made,  

Tastes like blood and mint

With the bitter decay of a lotus heart,

Just as spoiled as a cup of  

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C H A T A N T  18/F
     Suzy Berlinsky and Fawn
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