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Sep 2014
Oh hello again
We are unaquented still
Can you please remind me

Your name?

speak up, boy?

Oh

You still don't know?
How can you not know?
It's you isn't it?

Oh faceless one
Oh unaquented soul
Oh stranger..

I don't like talking to you

You don't know a lot..

I think I might stop looking at mirrors

I don't know whose eyes are staring back
CE
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CE  19/M/merrily on high
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