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Jun 2019
I knew that the zipper over my mouth was the safety pin in the grenade,
but I pulled that out when I said, in so many minced words,
"I love you."
But you didn't, and that's what hurts.
Ephemeral Oblivion
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Ephemeral Oblivion  17/F/Lost in Nowhere
(17/F/Lost in Nowhere)   
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   Seanathon and eb
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