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This supernatural pull How do I make it full For if I continue to ignore, it will make me dull. These questions bore Such a deep roar Without these answers, my soul is so sore. I don't know if I can do this anymore.
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
Why do I exist
This supernatural pull How do I make it full For if I continue to ignore, it will make me dull. These questions bore Such a deep roar Without these answers, my soul is so sore. I don't know if I can do this anymore.
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
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