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As if our stars were crossed Our fate was left in the cruel hands of the gods Slowly compiling us into madness. For as the gods stand, We are the ones they look down upon. For that is why we change the course of history To feel alive. Something the gods will never feel
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 7:56 AM UTC
Alive
As if our stars were crossed Our fate was left in the cruel hands of the gods Slowly compiling us into madness. For as the gods stand, We are the ones they look down upon. For that is why we change the course of history To feel alive. Something the gods will never feel
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16/Rochester, NY
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 7:56 AM UTC
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