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And when you finally let me go, Will there be burns where your hands use to be? Will I crumble to pieces without you holding me? Or will my wings finally have enough space to spread and carry me away?
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 12:01 AM UTC
when you finally let me go
And when you finally let me go, Will there be burns where your hands use to be? Will I crumble to pieces without you holding me? Or will my wings finally have enough space to spread and carry me away?
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 12:01 AM UTC
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