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Ray Nov 2018
Its never me,
when my eyes spill lime light,
so don't blame it...
not on me.
Ray Nov 2018
Each day...
I loose a bit more,
I have a lesser sort,
than what I had before.
Ray Nov 2018
My life,
a pain...
a sore.
My face,
none dares to behold,
at least...
not for long!

— The End —