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Dec 2018
A told me today, take the (a), away,
awash with AOA's harmonies, I can't cry;
O, Choa, return lamb to the fold;
she told me so,
also, I am not AI, so she left me for another
planet; I can't cry over the moon,
no, Oh, I miss Cho-a so, so, so, not a blonde,
I can't cry over June, midnight, or Jupiter,
he tried to cry for me - - she told me so
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
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