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Mar 2023
It wasn’t aimed at me
I had nothing to do with it, really
But also, I did
Because I saw myself
In your casual insult
Aimed at someone else.
I’m sure I’ve done this before
To someone who needed more
Understanding
Turn about is fair play
And I forgive  
And it is forgotten
Who is this about, anyway?
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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   MS Anjaan and guy scutellaro
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