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Aug 2020
Wish that I could just lie and say that I’m fine
Fill me up a glass of wine
Relax my soul
Stop the tears
Switch gears
Once in while I’m ok
Yet my head is still fogged
Just a mess
But there’s no point in crying over spilled milk
Ashly Kocher
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Ashly Kocher  39/F/Florida
(39/F/Florida)   
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