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Nov 2020
A man sold you off to me.
Said he needed the extra money,
And there I was only a teen.

Greeted with a warm embrace,
Finally happy with my life’s state.
No longer in a depressed place.

Then I was caught with you,
And my friends all disappeared.
But yet you still reappear.
mihailee
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mihailee  F/saturn
(F/saturn)   
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