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Jul 2019
‘bout to give it up for this,
need to pick up a sign of bliss and
let the devil miss
im in a vessel
need to wrestle out of it
to be freed outta his-
control
maybe stars need to align
to let me
reach my goal
Written by
emru  22/M
(22/M)   
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