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My mind Likes to deceive me I find someone truly someone And they're shattered from me by a gas smaller than I can see Shattered into a reality I've been avoiding my whole life Dear young, hopeless Cherie How shall I hope to survive?
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 8:23 AM UTC
Entry: 21 April 1943(#9)
My mind Likes to deceive me I find someone truly someone And they're shattered from me by a gas smaller than I can see Shattered into a reality I've been avoiding my whole life Dear young, hopeless Cherie How shall I hope to survive?
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Jul 5, 2016 at 8:23 AM UTC
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