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brainless shuffle c r a w l i n g nerveless fog lifts. tingling fingers gut drop (you have one of those now) look up, knife to chest the seasons passed without you. and just like that you can mourn the end of love.
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Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 11:51 AM UTC
on the brain starved
brainless shuffle c r a w l i n g nerveless fog lifts. tingling fingers gut drop (you have one of those now) look up, knife to chest the seasons passed without you. and just like that you can mourn the end of love.
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Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 11:51 AM UTC
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