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Nov 2021
You wished on dandelions and ladybugs
For someone to come to you with love
It isn't my fault the Gods sent me,
That I was not up to your standards

You're no Sapphire stone
You who are made of rust and ruin
I didn't ask for you either
Someone of Peridot and Amber,
Would suit me far better
No because did I predict my next love interest with this-
This was a draft I found and don't remember who it was about
Pyrrha
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Pyrrha  20/F/Texas
(20/F/Texas)   
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     Emmanuel Phakathi and Mia
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