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Sep 2021
Two short words
same old sounds
one's we hate
the other's called fate

But nay,
one you had to meet
so the latter you'd greet.

And so with wisdom
you'd breathe...

You have to leave
to live.
so
love
psyche
Written by
psyche  26/F/from the unknown galaxy
(26/F/from the unknown galaxy)   
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