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Aug 2020
It’s the one thing that’s been constant in my life,
And I offered it up to you.
No one has seen it
No one has touched it
Yet you’ve devalued it with your words
Fumbled what should have been special
I’ll never be the same
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       Patrick, ---, Zoi Ardens and ScriptedReposts
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