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Alone by a wharf Peaceful yet forlorn Wishing I could morph To mask how badly I'm worn Wish I was strong The way I used to be But where I am, is where I belong The pain will pass, there'll be jubilee But first I have to crush the glass of the once before chary and elusive me
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
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Alone by a wharf Peaceful yet forlorn Wishing I could morph To mask how badly I'm worn Wish I was strong The way I used to be But where I am, is where I belong The pain will pass, there'll be jubilee But first I have to crush the glass of the once before chary and elusive me
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
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