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Jan 2020
This morning
Going back to David’s house
I saw your car there
There’s nothing
Nothing in this world
I ever wanted
You to tell me
The truth
I just hope
Next month you
Come to your senses
You say
All your life’s
You live in a
Lies. You don’t like
Someone to lie
To you
Why do it anyway
Racheal Rodriguez
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Racheal Rodriguez  49/F
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