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How would you retrieve
the soul of moon? There was...
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Time is irrelevant
My heart insists...
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I would give anything for the relief of
an unbelievably fresh, sleek, sharp razor blade...
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Withering into the quiet,
I no longer keep track of the nights...
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How I wished you walked away
sooner...
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We gather stones never knowing what they'll mean...
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December approaches its end,
clouds trail mountain tips...
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How embarrassing.
Look, your most...
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How unlimited
we are, limiting ourselves...
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Look, isn't it fairer
where I am the only one...
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Some things you just can’t speak about
Autumn comes after a hot Summer...
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You pleaded for my vulnerability
to see my pain...