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Mar 12
When it flows- let it rush,
Resistance of the mind is futile,
No matter how hard we push,
And one should know that such is juvenile,
So let it be, to let one see,
And let thought be free,
It is how we- the form taken royally,
Will truly know what's inside,
When one knows- there is nothing to hide
Danté Le Beau
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Danté Le Beau  24/M/Manchester, UK
(24/M/Manchester, UK)   
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