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Posted on September 20, 2024 by Freegrandmaa

Forget

Forget

Let go

I’m confused, crippled as so

Our spring through and through

We passion

We shout

We quarrel

Over your bed of moss

It feels secure to love, risk lost

Forget

Let go

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