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Jan 2020
I know I’m Li’l late,
My love’s just a dying shield
That shelters my hate.
Input a but after ‘late’ and before ‘my’. Just my passing thought I had as the bags under my eyes grew... saggier i guess...
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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