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in the backyard lighting up a smokescreen high on all the thoughts of what once was and could have been filled to the brim with these emotions but i don't feel a thing how tiring it is to always think so much and still remain the same
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 12:24 AM UTC
smokescreen
in the backyard lighting up a smokescreen high on all the thoughts of what once was and could have been filled to the brim with these emotions but i don't feel a thing how tiring it is to always think so much and still remain the same
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 12:24 AM UTC
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