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The remnants of your influence Echo down the halls of my conscience Long after I slipped away into the night Here you are still Whispering that I am not good enough I cannot make it on my own
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:15 PM UTC
Remnants
The remnants of your influence Echo down the halls of my conscience Long after I slipped away into the night Here you are still Whispering that I am not good enough I cannot make it on my own
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:15 PM UTC
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