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Sep 2014
he met her at the home for the ill
asked her why did she do what she did
she got her perplexing smirk
across her pale skin face
tilting her head right and left
as though her king was whispering
the answer into her ears

if they tell you
to be your own source
of happiness
thus, you should not
rely on others to pain you
as well
cresun
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cresun  18/F/Singapore
(18/F/Singapore)   
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