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I used to be strong but I'm not anymore. I need to find land but its harder to search for I want to feel safe but I'm stuck bleeding on the floor. old comforts are my safe house they always helped when I was alone. I can feel myself dragging through the motions slowly crippling myself and turning to stone. constantly checking my notifications to see if you're there, only to be reminded that I'm on my own.
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Feb 2, 2023
Feb 2, 2023 at 12:18 AM UTC
comforts
I used to be strong but I'm not anymore. I need to find land but its harder to search for I want to feel safe but I'm stuck bleeding on the floor. old comforts are my safe house they always helped when I was alone. I can feel myself dragging through the motions slowly crippling myself and turning to stone. constantly checking my notifications to see if you're there, only to be reminded that I'm on my own.
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Feb 2, 2023
Feb 2, 2023 at 12:18 AM UTC
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