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my blindness causing me strife never committed to being right but never committed to being wrong either just trucking along the beaten path I didn't know there were fires birthed in my wake I didn't know for goodness sake I would not be the bad guy, even if it were my fault but ignorance is bliss at the top water the burnt fields, open my eyes to the real could you open my eyes? for real
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Jul 6, 2022
Jul 6, 2022 at 12:52 PM UTC
Closed Eyes
my blindness causing me strife never committed to being right but never committed to being wrong either just trucking along the beaten path I didn't know there were fires birthed in my wake I didn't know for goodness sake I would not be the bad guy, even if it were my fault but ignorance is bliss at the top water the burnt fields, open my eyes to the real could you open my eyes? for real
munybee
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Jul 6, 2022
Jul 6, 2022 at 12:52 PM UTC
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