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Apr 2020
I like reading old poems
It remind me of who I was
I think about the situation of them
How funny they came to me into a blur
I always thought
"There is no way it can get worse"
But oh, little child
It hadn't even began
Callamasttia
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Callamasttia  22/F/Kaer Morhen
(22/F/Kaer Morhen)   
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