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maia333 Poetry is my tonic, my vice, my voice.
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𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙧.

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𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧-𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘩; 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘪𝘳.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩, 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘍𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴.

𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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