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Nearsighted

Nearsighted

Ignorant
Tears do 
Not know why
they fall so they
Pour

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Words can be a beacon, to light a path out of the darkest of times. As an self proclaimed adventurer of this is crazy world.... Mountains, forests, and oceans are not the only places that adventure may arise out of; meeting and understanding individuals can be an adventure as well. And with adventure comes the chance of becoming lost. 🖤 Comments welcomed. 🖤 View all posts by Madamchryzl

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