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idk1235
I held hands with the one that was left behind, Tied ropes with the one I left confined. Who knew it was that hard to give a shoulder, When someones willing to live but cant' get any older. I knew that wont be easy either leaving someone's legacy, To live life with ecstacy. When I saw the world below with no one around the remorse I had isolated, turned into anger I once tolerated.
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 2:40 AM UTC
The last climb