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I looked down and thought about how I was made of paper About how I fold and bend to the will of my maker About how easy it is for me to be thrown away About how I will burn and perish someday
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Jul 13, 2025
Jul 13, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
Paper girl
I looked down and thought about how I was made of paper About how I fold and bend to the will of my maker About how easy it is for me to be thrown away About how I will burn and perish someday
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Jul 13, 2025
Jul 13, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
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