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I want to retreat from the reality I created. Hide in an old, faded memory. Out of all the worn, stuffed animals that surround me my truest friends are the ones that can found me.
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Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 10:37 PM UTC
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I want to retreat from the reality I created. Hide in an old, faded memory. Out of all the worn, stuffed animals that surround me my truest friends are the ones that can found me.
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Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 10:37 PM UTC
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