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Jul 2021
100% cotton
baby boy
wasn't his fault
one day the pain
had to stop
started with a fist
ended with a knot
leaving us behind
in his absence perpetually lost
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR, Brett and Traveler
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