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There is A Ga Ping H ole I n M y Heart. Filled with Splintering echoes of my past Blinding blackness Biting chill that has my head in its jaws I am groping at the empty space trying to find the Light switch
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 4:37 AM UTC
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There is A Ga Ping H ole I n M y Heart. Filled with Splintering echoes of my past Blinding blackness Biting chill that has my head in its jaws I am groping at the empty space trying to find the Light switch
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 4:37 AM UTC
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