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May 2020
I don’t believe anything
Is coming out your mouth
It’s a big disappointment in
My eyes.
Because in the end
Long day or night
The last person who see us
Is God himself.
Never say your bless
God don’t bless people
Who lies and hide
Things
Racheal Rodriguez
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Racheal Rodriguez  49/F
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