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This day was fused with difficulty and a newer sun The only note this night can end on, is a bad one In the rush I fell further from life, poor fortune seemed impaled The crude white's new and improved hypocrisy had been scaled A restless heart burns beneath these bones with a trembling sigh As I'm identified, it hits like vesta when these loaned emblems tie
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
Lacuna
This day was fused with difficulty and a newer sun The only note this night can end on, is a bad one In the rush I fell further from life, poor fortune seemed impaled The crude white's new and improved hypocrisy had been scaled A restless heart burns beneath these bones with a trembling sigh As I'm identified, it hits like vesta when these loaned emblems tie
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
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