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Apocalypse

Writer's picture: Tatianna WilkinsTatianna Wilkins
Jun 22, 20241 min read

The day was the calm the night was the storm,

I caught you running from the wind,

While I was running from the end,

"Your lips, My lips

Apocalypse."





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