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Jul 2019
I called the stars down
They would not come
I was not there
When the sun split open
To birth the moon
These are my haunts
Black holes on the skirts of the beyond
I told you once
When I was a prophet
I warned you
The earth will not remember me
Now we are the forgotten ones
The forgotten ones
The only ones who remember
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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