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Dec 2020
something that being resented
being looked at as a dirt
saying it's a living curse
No love, Only hate
but  One
at least One
rare as middlemist red
will come and conquer every pain
from Hate to Love
burn every wounds
still Painful but Beautiful
as a rainbow shines after storm
in the end
abomination will soon breathe again
Written by
audreyboren
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