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Mar 10
I died
A life worth living
is a life worth dying

or
so I was sold

I still smell you
in my brain

A dumpster fire
to re-train

And loose
Capitulate

For an absence of identity within
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         SCHEDAR, Antonia, Indie, Mary Huxley, pilgrims and 23 others
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