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Oct 2019
Her
words moved me, and
God
i wanted my fingers to blister and my
bones to ache
but my mind withers and my heart breaks
i swallowed ink and still i couldnā€™t
make the words flow like they used to as if
almost as if
they refuse to
zak
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zak  sg
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