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-you'll be fine-

teary eyes and inflated thighs
red cheeks and red sleeves
broken soul in a smoking hole
made by
a ring of lies in which I cry
cry cry cry but no one can hear you
''you'll be fine''

-Aeri

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An old poem^

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