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Nov 2020
Left here to smolder
Somber crimson glows on the
Bottom of the heap
The History:
I've always been less than average, second best to most. Unwanted from conception, and second there too. I provide warmth. They walk away, irresponsible, forgetting the fire they started.
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jǫrð  26/F/United States
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