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Jun 2019
When I die,
you can have my sword,
my cattle,
my barmaid that plays a *****,
even if she is not mine to give.

When I die,
remember, my friend,
what's mine is yours
and yours mine.
willow sophie
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willow sophie  the universe
(the universe)   
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