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Jun 2023
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It has become well aware to me

That all life is me talking to myself

Amongst all the assaults and loves

Here we are

Telling ourselves

What we want to hear

No one died for my sins

Nor did they ever need to

If you ever needed a friend

I'll be right here

But there's no guarantee that I'll like you

Even if I love you
Jace Albine
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Jace Albine  33/M/Mars
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