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My weapon is voice today 'tis careless a spell amoungst curs it puts close friends in their places and worried (behind my back) It kisses with mischeif and muddies stray-fully My weapon is played a trial a tool to bring about my isolation Then i may exit without notice and unfollowed a relief, in release My real work shall begin abroad
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
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My weapon is voice today 'tis careless a spell amoungst curs it puts close friends in their places and worried (behind my back) It kisses with mischeif and muddies stray-fully My weapon is played a trial a tool to bring about my isolation Then i may exit without notice and unfollowed a relief, in release My real work shall begin abroad
neth-jones
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
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