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Carved into a bright orange locker that left emptiness yet a subtle joy Though only half of my time in adolescents were spent here It still has some sort of comfort like a torn up teddy bear has to the oldest daughter Limp and cold as its steel lifeless bearing stare back with so much content   Soon in half a dozen fortnights I'll be on my way Such a unseeable fortune not yet told as it sits on the tip of the tongue of someone betrayed by fear Not as lifeless and dry as it once where but slightly damp
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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Carved into a bright orange locker that left emptiness yet a subtle joy Though only half of my time in adolescents were spent here It still has some sort of comfort like a torn up teddy bear has to the oldest daughter Limp and cold as its steel lifeless bearing stare back with so much content   Soon in half a dozen fortnights I'll be on my way Such a unseeable fortune not yet told as it sits on the tip of the tongue of someone betrayed by fear Not as lifeless and dry as it once where but slightly damp
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
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