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it's easy to tell the difference between wrong and right it's easy to tell how much it contrasts; deciphering black from white. yet often does the shade make everything look gray, shadows cast may trick your eyes, even the strongest tinge can fade. they're a long mile apart - a fire and a golden cup; the fire is bound to grow and could be put out with a puff; yet if you let yourself be fooled nevermind the salient rut; it is in a ditch of eternal regret in which you are bound to end up.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
hell is so close to heaven
it's easy to tell the difference between wrong and right it's easy to tell how much it contrasts; deciphering black from white. yet often does the shade make everything look gray, shadows cast may trick your eyes, even the strongest tinge can fade. they're a long mile apart - a fire and a golden cup; the fire is bound to grow and could be put out with a puff; yet if you let yourself be fooled nevermind the salient rut; it is in a ditch of eternal regret in which you are bound to end up.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
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