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tracing strings backwards pinning moments on a board only too become entangled       by     a      feeling   that   shouldn’t    need      remorse   unravel the ties to keep from fraying weave     in    and    out to  stop   each   cravings knit my words into your brain stitch your chords into my skin intertwine to rewind time reclaim   respire   consider   desire rinse. repeat. live in denial     or   start   a    fire reclaim   respire   consider   desire rinse. repeat. strike the match stoke the fire burning bridges (so i thought) it doesn't matter (an afterthought ) its getting late it's time to think               (for)   a   lot     more                        laughter    (a  love   long  after) -
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Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 2:00 AM UTC
knotted lines.
tracing strings backwards pinning moments on a board only too become entangled       by     a      feeling   that   shouldn’t    need      remorse   unravel the ties to keep from fraying weave     in    and    out to  stop   each   cravings knit my words into your brain stitch your chords into my skin intertwine to rewind time reclaim   respire   consider   desire rinse. repeat. live in denial     or   start   a    fire reclaim   respire   consider   desire rinse. repeat. strike the match stoke the fire burning bridges (so i thought) it doesn't matter (an afterthought ) its getting late it's time to think               (for)   a   lot     more                        laughter    (a  love   long  after) -
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Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 2:00 AM UTC
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