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Apr 2020
I wouldn’t put it past you to be so shallow
Your egomaniac nature makes you far from
hallow.

Your patronizing smirk
And your eyes filled with pride
At long last, revealed was the truth you could no longer hide.
Autumn
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Autumn  18/F/Lyle
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