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High Af

by Quart2x

The hardest things are so simple. but the easiest things are so hard. Space seems better but, the closer, the stranger.. The odds are even.. you think you're getting even, then the oddest things occur.. Special arrangements are canceled, trying to make everything right.. but effort goes unnoticed.. Left for dead.. Left on read.. the biggest heart is broken and damaged.. Torn between.. being the best that i can.. & the worst i could ever be.. either to fly, or to die.. To stand, or to bury.. Water is life.. but it also kills... heights are scary.... but they can build confidence.. Im High af..
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Quart2x
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Published
Jul 8, 2019
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1m
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