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Standing all alone in front of twisted mirrors Viewing versions of myself I’ve never seen before The more I try to run the more I run into them Will I ever find a way to reach the exit door?
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Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 9:37 PM UTC
The Maze
Standing all alone in front of twisted mirrors Viewing versions of myself I’ve never seen before The more I try to run the more I run into them Will I ever find a way to reach the exit door?
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Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 9:37 PM UTC
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