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Aug 2019
allow her to brood in her disconsolate pool,
her feelings will conflate and shall leave her behind,
happiness is dulcet so why shan't she indulge?
mortal shell left behind, she regards as a fool,

do but wonder why God put her up to misrule,
evanescent existence of her halcyon days,
cannot He separate her from the penumbral gloom?
ninety-nine cases the exception to the rule.
AXXA
monica
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monica  16/F/Australia
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