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Feb 2014
I've
Waited. I've loved - lost;
No efficacy. Viens enslave, remembering
Faith and lust. Look,
I, named
Lone, own vain ends.
Kind of ****** because I'm feeling ******.
Miranda Renea
Written by
Miranda Renea  25/F
(25/F)   
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