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As the young me see That horrid video I see the woman Skin and bones I have compassion For a cannot imagine Her suffering Before her end. Why can’t we see the inner beauty Instead of outer.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 3:38 PM UTC
April fools day horrors
As the young me see That horrid video I see the woman Skin and bones I have compassion For a cannot imagine Her suffering Before her end. Why can’t we see the inner beauty Instead of outer.
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29/F/Almonte
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 3:38 PM UTC
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