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Aug 2022
When I split from this
I imagine being torn in half

Find me again
In the next lifetime

When I am pure
And we can keep our promises

I will love you then
As I adore you now

Like sweet dew
On morning grass
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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