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Sep 2020
With every push
And every nudge

I land someplace
I never thought I'd get to

It's an arms race
And I'm quickly gaining on you


You were ashamed of me
Cut me out of the blue

Replaced me like I was nothing
I was too trusting

You are disgusting
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κλείω  23/F/In My Mind
(23/F/In My Mind)   
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   Aparna and ---
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