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Oct 2023
On any day
She puts her heart on table
With fork i would poke
Hurt she would get
With the bleeding hurt
She would hold tight on cold nights
Never to worry on her demise

She loved too much,so she died too much
They re'd the eulogy
leechyna
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leechyna  22/M/kenya
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