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Jan 2021
I held pain
i kissed her
she was of comfort
to the wounds of my past
she gave me grief
i drowned with it ,
she became foe
when joy lingered .
shes' my harbor ,
while i withered,
I rift within her
she' my fury
my wrath
my solemn
when madness prevails
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard
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Baby Dianah' Rose Richard  29/F/Brooklyn
(29/F/Brooklyn)   
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   Eshwara Prasad
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