Nemesis

Nemesis

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Last published Fri, Jan 28, 2022

nevergiveup poem poetry reallife revenge

Revenge.Anger.Power-Nemsis. Don't cross paths with her unless prepared...else just face your reality.Nemesis was is and will be your reality

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