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Dec 2020
O bitter tears!
wetting my face, stinging my eyes
The weight of life draws you out
All could go wrong, you would be lost
Weeping bitterly is painful healing
I am glad to heal, glad to hurt
O blessed healing!
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Toya the Ruthless
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Toya the Ruthless  18/M
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