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Apr 2020
We're all a beautiful mess,

A canvas with a thousand painters,

Using pallid palettes for a stroke of brilliance,

And leaving the same way we all entered.
"This is gospel, for the fallen ones, locked away in permanent slumber."

December 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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