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A 3am wind disturbs the fallen leaves which once lay dull and flat upon the pavement of your day, those might have beens and maybe yets which dance and fly with skipped regrets, they only blow on you it seems to taunt your mind and seed your dreams
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 3:10 AM UTC
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A 3am wind disturbs the fallen leaves which once lay dull and flat upon the pavement of your day, those might have beens and maybe yets which dance and fly with skipped regrets, they only blow on you it seems to taunt your mind and seed your dreams
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 3:10 AM UTC
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