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Sep 2020
You say you hate the human race
I say you have a lovely face
You think you’ll never reach the place
I think that you would miss the chase
So I unlace
And you embrace
And with the world we keep pace
‘Til the day we disappear
And leave without a trace
Written by
Nolan Willett  26/M
(26/M)   
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     ---, --- and Bogdan Dragos
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