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I told my pain to sky with tears it began to cry I told my pain to stone it broke softly, sympathy was shown I told my pain to flower it sacrificed its smell like shower I told my pain to beast sat in den, left its feast I told my pain to fire it became cold and shier I told my pain to brother grin with said" not my bother".
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
DEAD SOUL
I told my pain to sky with tears it began to cry I told my pain to stone it broke softly, sympathy was shown I told my pain to flower it sacrificed its smell like shower I told my pain to beast sat in den, left its feast I told my pain to fire it became cold and shier I told my pain to brother grin with said" not my bother".
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
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