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Truvia University: Being a Bitch
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Ongoing, First published Dec 08, 2023
T.U.1

    "Harmony of love, rhythm of fate" 


Staring at the night sky
As if she want to cry
Everything around her is just a lie
She felt like she will die

All the thing they said
Running through her head
Causing so much pain
Tighting by the vein

The problem she can't solve
The mystery that never told
She don't know how to hold
To unvail the crime in a cold.


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