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clouds are falling out of the ******* sky and sometimes my shoes feel like they are metling into the sidewalk he doesn't know how any of this goes and he doesn't know i'm ******* dying
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 6:46 PM UTC
two truths and no lie
clouds are falling out of the ******* sky and sometimes my shoes feel like they are metling into the sidewalk he doesn't know how any of this goes and he doesn't know i'm ******* dying
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Mar 27, 2020
Mar 27, 2020 at 6:46 PM UTC
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