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Sep 2012 · 877
the mold
Maranda Boggs Sep 2012
As light fades to blackness
It all becomes clear
The longer I stay
The less I hold dear
To stay in a world
That's shivering cold
I'm curious to see
When I'll fit in this mold
With everyone else
Who it seems so clear
With menI can't tell
What I'm still doing here

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