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Everything feels out of focus, When we're not in the same room. Spinning smiles of the hopeless, Grip your words like an heirloom.
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Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
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Everything feels out of focus, When we're not in the same room. Spinning smiles of the hopeless, Grip your words like an heirloom.
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Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
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