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Nov 2019
These lives once clung
to me;
supplying warmth and

But they've dried out
and left me cold.
So I peeled them off,
shedding skin that's old.

Cleansing, cleansing.

Determined to leave
my epidermis
smooth and new
before 2020.

galaxy of myths
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galaxy of myths  22/F/Malaysia
       Gamaliel, Shane, Joey, TD, sophie and 1 other
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