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Apr 2020
Trurth
Ur root

Go back an try to change
The thing
that was called
Ur range

An be clad that it wasn't me
2 be
he/she
Or we all have a pall
2 fall
  Fall
  
   Call me
  An then
show me
    That is thee'
eclipso child
Written by
eclipso child  near Pluto
(near Pluto)   
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