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There is no knowing where we were or what we were there for.... therefore, there is no going back. Woulds that have been growing as I compare myself, unsure, but with what more I wish I could, I wish I had. But I'm too slow. And I lose track. Rather than show it, I just forfeit every attack.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
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There is no knowing where we were or what we were there for.... therefore, there is no going back. Woulds that have been growing as I compare myself, unsure, but with what more I wish I could, I wish I had. But I'm too slow. And I lose track. Rather than show it, I just forfeit every attack.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
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