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Apr 2020
Here we pass
Into the abyss
Not lovers, strangers, or friends
Unbound from selfish ties
Only one
Small inkling of humanity
You are broken again
I free
There is nothing
In the darkness
Only the faint shimmer
Of what once
Would soon be
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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