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Dec 14
Broken bones,  
The holes in my shoes.  
Broken arrows,  
The holes in my soles.  

But still,  
I keep writing the code—  
Not very well,  
But still I  
Keep  
Breathing.  

Oh, oh, oh,  
I keep  
Breathing.  

How?  
I don't know.  
But—  
Oh—  
I keep  
Breathing.  
(Breathing)  

Broken bones hurt.  
Broken arrows can't protect nothing.
But I swallow,  
And I keep writing the ****** code.  

Oh,  
I keep breathing.
Breathing.
This ain't ****. Just a lot of emotions. Dec 13, 2024
Zelda
Written by
Zelda  Somewhere in time
(Somewhere in time)   
70
   Wyatt
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