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Jan 2019
too much

has already

been politely

asked.

but sight has

met it's last

resort...before

the fact.

i want to look

into your eyes,

please...you've

got me going

blind.

as with the whole

of this reality...

i don't know why.
***To My Twin Flame***
Onoma
Written by
Onoma  NYC
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