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To whom this may concern,You always taught me
I'm just filling gaps, Tears to be lapped,Up by the love of material desire,A fire to be put out by the one thing we are told to leap for, Love is just red paint,A saint, Full thoughts of f
Welcome to this world, this cold, cruel place, Where violence and hurt are quick to replace. Here are some things to which to pay mind If, and only if, you wish to survive.
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