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Everyone gets the thing they want, But I took a different boat. I tried to get to the final destination, But the past sent me an invitation. “Everything is going to be okay,” I said, to make my anxiety go away. I loved you so much, And that makes me sad. Not for the moments we shared, But for the final destination we did not share.
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Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 10:12 AM UTC
FINAL DESTINATION
Everyone gets the thing they want, But I took a different boat. I tried to get to the final destination, But the past sent me an invitation. “Everything is going to be okay,” I said, to make my anxiety go away. I loved you so much, And that makes me sad. Not for the moments we shared, But for the final destination we did not share.
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Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 10:12 AM UTC
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