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The moment I ground myself and let Go,   When I become a realist and Grow Realise it shouldn't Be... Is the dreaded day I silence the fraction of hope found in Me.
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May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 8:06 PM UTC
A Realist?
The moment I ground myself and let Go,   When I become a realist and Grow Realise it shouldn't Be... Is the dreaded day I silence the fraction of hope found in Me.
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May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 8:06 PM UTC
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