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Dec 2021
It was with tired eyes I thought I knew myself finally as a person
When I was staring off into darkness with only my breathing for company did I think I was alive
The restless way I tossed and turned reminded me of all those nights I’ve spent alone
Only to realize that being alone doesn’t mean that I’ve stopped living
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Blondie  18/F/U.S.
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