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hindsight


(poems go here) dear rady, I never stop thinking about you. I wonder where you are... what you're doing, who your with... story of a thousand impoverished incompetents path of ten thousand pedestrian drones foolish enough to have what they want to have what they need what makes you happy? saddness dissolves me... how are you? can I breathe you for a moment? I miss your smell miss your smile your face you you you you you my rady
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savigirl14
<p>this is a beautiful poem</p>

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