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for years, i've waited for years, turns out the excitement— blinds all the visions i can't see what is this supposed to mean? where this thing should go? where will this feeling lead us to? it comes to an end it comes to an end it comes to an end and eventually— it ends here.
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Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 7:02 AM UTC
it ends, eventually.
for years, i've waited for years, turns out the excitement— blinds all the visions i can't see what is this supposed to mean? where this thing should go? where will this feeling lead us to? it comes to an end it comes to an end it comes to an end and eventually— it ends here.
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Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 7:02 AM UTC
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