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Mar 2020
Tonight
I feel, I melt
I run, too fast
Into the light that shines,
Just right,
I bring, myself
My being, my soul
To break me...all of me,
To frain from my grave
Tonight
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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   jeacole
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