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Pull this thread and I unravel My eloquence becomes a frantic search Scars and sinue This cold hand of reality That digs my grave I wane in the wind My breathe I reclaim Fragile games we play Fragility melds in this solemn gray
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Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 4:17 PM UTC
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Pull this thread and I unravel My eloquence becomes a frantic search Scars and sinue This cold hand of reality That digs my grave I wane in the wind My breathe I reclaim Fragile games we play Fragility melds in this solemn gray
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Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 4:17 PM UTC
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