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Maybe all that is worth mentioning, can't be mentioned. Maybe all that comes around, can't be seen. Maybe all that we hear, is inaudible. Maybe all that is meant to be, never was. Maybe all that's left, is what's felt.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 7:57 PM UTC
Maybe.
Maybe all that is worth mentioning, can't be mentioned. Maybe all that comes around, can't be seen. Maybe all that we hear, is inaudible. Maybe all that is meant to be, never was. Maybe all that's left, is what's felt.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 7:57 PM UTC
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