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Mar 2020
I judge you for your idols and superstitions,
But here I am, praying for you to love me. Hoping beyond hope if I zip my lips and sit on my fists you will
Madeysin
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Madeysin  Pa
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     Madeysin and FraisDeLaFerme
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