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the storm has passed but the aircrafts’ echos linger a quiet sunrise will always cleanse the weak will your problems seep into the broken earth? squeezing between ages of the bones no because unlike them you were chosen so indebted you are and pain will sow upon your heart from now on
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 2:33 PM UTC
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the storm has passed but the aircrafts’ echos linger a quiet sunrise will always cleanse the weak will your problems seep into the broken earth? squeezing between ages of the bones no because unlike them you were chosen so indebted you are and pain will sow upon your heart from now on
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 2:33 PM UTC
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