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Sep 2020
I wanted you to show me the way.
To give me a sign.
But I looked behind to realize, for once, I wasn't the last one in line.
Written by
Zack Ripley  31/M/14487
(31/M/14487)   
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     Rachel Lady Durand, --- and ---
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