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Watching people talk of black holes in the place of souls, complain of aches and mistakes , sing of break-ups and make-ups, cry for lost chances and missed glances, as if it is a passion I just sit watching for signs of such talks bubbling up from mine
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Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 4:28 PM UTC
Watching
Watching people talk of black holes in the place of souls, complain of aches and mistakes , sing of break-ups and make-ups, cry for lost chances and missed glances, as if it is a passion I just sit watching for signs of such talks bubbling up from mine
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Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 4:28 PM UTC
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