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There are words of hate into words of pain building words of regret through words in vain my life our life it just doesn't really matter fake parts of the silk fading moisture on milk a gentle dreadful wind-whisper-ghost
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 1:34 PM UTC
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There are words of hate into words of pain building words of regret through words in vain my life our life it just doesn't really matter fake parts of the silk fading moisture on milk a gentle dreadful wind-whisper-ghost
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 1:34 PM UTC
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