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Mandy Leah

Eyes like a Hawk

There are
some things
that even
fate can’t
fight
they
are
inevitable
those things
you know
you see
yet you
push away
because
they are
real
they are
so engraved
into
who
you are
who
you’ve
evolved
to be
that
nothing
can
stop
them
swarming
around you
they are
pointing
the way
and
the more
you avoid
them
the more
they
appear
there
is no
stopping
that
which
is real
which
is right
fight
fate
no more
it has
already
begun...

My Messenger Arrived & Since then, Hawks everywhere I go...

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Preferido o celebrado por...
Cory Garcia
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