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the whisper of cold air goosebumps are flare the uncanny balance it's not a hindrance everything intensifies and suddenly it ties turning into one phase everything becomes haze.
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Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
ghost pain
the whisper of cold air goosebumps are flare the uncanny balance it's not a hindrance everything intensifies and suddenly it ties turning into one phase everything becomes haze.
04:40 emotions
#pain#sad#unknown#emotions#uncertain#help#ghost
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fatimugh
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
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