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Sep 20
To end high on a high note,
I'm pinching myself.
This is not usual to let go your breath.
Today is to common
To hope is well
Tomorrow will melt
Tomorrow will melt
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He's eating himself
Those questions won't help
Open the tales
And read them yourself.
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Your eating yourself.
Tomorrow will melt
Don't care bout who else























Tomorrow will melt
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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