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Slowly, Patiently  losing my mind Screeching and LOUDLY  I'm going blind. Believing,   I was so naive before I won't trust anymore. I waited on a dove of hope to come and help me out this drag To such extents did I dared scope... But it was just a  Paper Bag
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
Paper Dove
Slowly, Patiently  losing my mind Screeching and LOUDLY  I'm going blind. Believing,   I was so naive before I won't trust anymore. I waited on a dove of hope to come and help me out this drag To such extents did I dared scope... But it was just a  Paper Bag
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
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