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Mar 2020
words drip from my lips like honey,
thick and sweet
they make my paper their own. I hold no claim
i have learned to be obedient to my words
what Word says goes, I obey.
Antionicia
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Antionicia  18/F/Mesa
(18/F/Mesa)   
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