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Sep 2020
My journals are a graveyard
I cannot help but dig back up
I wrote you a thousand love poems
When I read them now
They just sound like the eulogies
I didn't have the heart to give
Myrrdin
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Myrrdin  27/F
(27/F)   
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   --- and Jamadhi Verse
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