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Sure as death Each shallow breath Gets steadily Less steady As I see you Drift into The sweet eternal Eddy.
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Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 6:56 PM UTC
The opposite of fast forward.
Sure as death Each shallow breath Gets steadily Less steady As I see you Drift into The sweet eternal Eddy.
Jimmysilker
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Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 6:56 PM UTC
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