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tripping over my words cannot express the tidal wave wait for it to dissipate wait for goodness sake dripping over lack of words my world dries up like dirt waiting to get off the bench craving to be quenched needing to be heard
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Aug 26, 2023
Aug 26, 2023 at 5:34 PM UTC
Quenched
tripping over my words cannot express the tidal wave wait for it to dissipate wait for goodness sake dripping over lack of words my world dries up like dirt waiting to get off the bench craving to be quenched needing to be heard
munybee
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Aug 26, 2023
Aug 26, 2023 at 5:34 PM UTC
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