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soft spoken, a need to scream. when the day seems too far, I’ll put anything in between. these hands are nothing new, and we’re still learning to agree is it the room spinning, or is it me?
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Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 6:35 PM UTC
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soft spoken, a need to scream. when the day seems too far, I’ll put anything in between. these hands are nothing new, and we’re still learning to agree is it the room spinning, or is it me?
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Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 6:35 PM UTC
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