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i wanted to be special i wanted to be art you wanted to be great you wanted to be known she wanted to be wild she wanted to be changed he wanted to be grand he wanted to be inspiring we were all wanting something and in the end, that is what clipped our wings ultimately, we were no longer wanting anything except an end
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
the death of us
i wanted to be special i wanted to be art you wanted to be great you wanted to be known she wanted to be wild she wanted to be changed he wanted to be grand he wanted to be inspiring we were all wanting something and in the end, that is what clipped our wings ultimately, we were no longer wanting anything except an end
//i honestly have nothing to say i'm tired but i like this aesthetic\\
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
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