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Aug 2023
There's a way to my heart
You're bulldozing the off roads
Every test
You surpass
What is it, if not true?

I think about the places
I roamed at night
With heartbreak as my inspiration
Then I came to you:
the hope and the dead end

The map is something larger than us.

And I thank you for being
Afraid, afraid, afraid enough
To crash us off track
Where we'll never know the truth
Cursive N
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Cursive N  27/F
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