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Dec 2020
Those who are loved, what a spectacle!
I continue to mourn over my lost, over the lost of my love.
It was not observable, nor durable , nor sustainable....
Those who were loved, what an achievement.
I continue to deny my lost , deny the lost of my love.
Those who are and were in need of love, May you mourn...may you deny....
Love is a spectacle!
MissBah
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MissBah  38/F/Liberia
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