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Nov 2021
to be
my dowry is in the palm of my hand
and you cannot see it
but hold it and feel its worth.
Grace
Written by
Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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       ---, guy scutellaro, Brumous and The Sick Red Carnation
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