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Dec 3
One loyal person who will commit to me.
This is what I ask of thee, just seems like some fantasy.
Something as basic as loyalty. The patience so amiss.

Players galore, lies extempore.
I am hopeless in life, completely.
I believe a non-toxic man does not even exist.

This is hell.
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