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Sep 18
erase my face
erase my name, call me
and then send me to the wind,
throw me out to sea;
erase these hands and
              leave them soulless;
my whole life escaped in
trying to disappear
             ––what an ache,
what a waste, what a regret,
I should've just lived instead.

Midnight Rain
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Midnight Rain  23/F/In the depths
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