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With what I've gone through? On the other end of the stick, It's a sick kind of feeling: Once, I knew you. Hollow words echo, speaking Of what was then. And now I Ask when? This love that Rests, and has not died. When do hearts mend? How long before love grows strong again? What will it take, will you ever understand? Sumus qui sumus Ego sum qui sum
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Aug 23, 2023
Aug 23, 2023 at 5:49 PM UTC
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With what I've gone through? On the other end of the stick, It's a sick kind of feeling: Once, I knew you. Hollow words echo, speaking Of what was then. And now I Ask when? This love that Rests, and has not died. When do hearts mend? How long before love grows strong again? What will it take, will you ever understand? Sumus qui sumus Ego sum qui sum
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Aug 23, 2023
Aug 23, 2023 at 5:49 PM UTC
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