The inbetween...
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Last published Tue, Mar 12, 2019
Wild seas spill out secretes roughly I imagine your indecent
be it for pretence the lies that pour through your eyes are ones that I find profound, decent play the song and listen to the lyrics memories the scripture of love hate and more difference
Wild seas spill out more secrets by my head I fill out more papers those who know me know my struggle...
A glimpse of the inner and outer
A place where every poet resides the mind the soul and the spirit the heart as a guide to emotion...
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