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Aug 2010
sincerely
I am sick that way

I hid treasures
but lied less
effortlessly

these are the news
to hit with
I tread carefully

letting myself indulged in
let me in

please

those blue moons
violated me
until

savagely
I made a remark
it didn't fit
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