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There comes a heavy feeling in my worn and tired heart that every time that a bell is rung its time to fall apart I am scared of wind in the way a deer is scared of headlights but i have mistaken a wasp sting for a fleabite
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Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 5:09 AM UTC
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There comes a heavy feeling in my worn and tired heart that every time that a bell is rung its time to fall apart I am scared of wind in the way a deer is scared of headlights but i have mistaken a wasp sting for a fleabite
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Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 5:09 AM UTC
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