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How does your desire to heal foreign wounds translate into open skies of flaming reds and solemn blues ready to soak up all the rain that drizzles on the frontlines you’ve carved along the horizon of pain still unspoken for and you do everything to make it yours
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 11:18 PM UTC
The Miseries of Healing
How does your desire to heal foreign wounds translate into open skies of flaming reds and solemn blues ready to soak up all the rain that drizzles on the frontlines you’ve carved along the horizon of pain still unspoken for and you do everything to make it yours
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 11:18 PM UTC
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