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Nov 2019
My biggest fear is someone just as willing who loves to cut the strings.
I could be careless all day long, without a single ounce of shame to hang.
Quick explosions, no lasting flames.
The forest would be safe, I’d have fun playing games.
Written by
Hunter Green  In the Moonlit Evergreen
(In the Moonlit Evergreen)   
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