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Apr 2020
I have so much but feel nothing I am empty never satisfied always alone even when I have someone next to me. I stand tall yet I am falling flat on my face no one to catch me to tell me I will be okay. I forget where I came from because it's better to leave the pass where it lies but in the end we all bleed red when we die.
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Palmira
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       Slightly Lovely, Alona, Strawberry, --- and Palmira
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