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If I finally find a single fact I’m sure of. Before my time is up and my mind fully spent. I’ll cling to it. Dig my nails into it. Till it or I break; ****** and bruised And I'll work for it, Till my knees buckle and my back bends from straining. I'll sweat for it. Lose my breath for it. Till Death yanks me away from it. Till then. I'll have to make do. I'll search for it.
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Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 4:02 PM UTC
How to Lift Unsteadiness?
If I finally find a single fact I’m sure of. Before my time is up and my mind fully spent. I’ll cling to it. Dig my nails into it. Till it or I break; ****** and bruised And I'll work for it, Till my knees buckle and my back bends from straining. I'll sweat for it. Lose my breath for it. Till Death yanks me away from it. Till then. I'll have to make do. I'll search for it.
Why am I so unsure of everything in my life?
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Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 4:02 PM UTC
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