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Feb 27
I'm sorry, for pain.

I'm sorry, for the rage.

I'm sorry, for feeling innate.

I'm sorry, for the mistakes.

For in your divine perfume,
   I am a little man, but a little man,
       who caged you.
          In you, I saw me,
              Each mistake a rosy chorus of mockery,
                     Forgive me.
                          -πΉπ“π“Ž. . . 𝐡𝑒 𝐹𝓇𝑒𝑒
A embarrassed poet named Nan.
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NAN  28/M
       Bogdan Dragos, ju and A Dead Poet
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