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Dec 2024
Confront and confine seems like we lose time reliving our past lives how the youth in us was stolen and the child in us dies the soul becomes a wandering hopeless nothing are our spirits lost in a void our life is nothing more than over played games
Trenna
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Trenna  22/F/Phoenix
(22/F/Phoenix)   
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