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Mar 2020
Every word I say is nothing more but kindling
Yet this voice cracks and cough as I speak
So here might be my own last reflection
To all I treat as one of my own siblings
An elegy to my curses out to finally rest
And of fallen mercy no longer lingering
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
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