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searching remains this old brain turns to silence today from nights to days to nights still no change when will the pain of being the same ever do a god **** thing
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 1:35 AM UTC
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searching remains this old brain turns to silence today from nights to days to nights still no change when will the pain of being the same ever do a god **** thing
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 1:35 AM UTC
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