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Jul 2021
When she was happy he was happy again,
Why won't we be kind and understanding?
There's only beauty in being mean!
There's only beauty in standing up for your love
There's only beauty in standing up for your people,
For your names.
Part of the world doesn't want to see me.
We must have hurt them really bad.
Theodora Oniceanu
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