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Nov 2019
Humanity is just ******* on time

It's a poison to the soul

We just keep trying to make every moment last

Like we control time

I'm tired of ******* in this poison of sin

I'm tired of thinking that I am perfect

I just wish we could just wash out the poison
Caleb John
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Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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