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A void vastly expanding. Encapsulating every thought That tumbles inward. Is it wrong Wanting, waiting for Fractured, feigned conversations Converging conspicuously? So I can say, “I was right all along.”
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 10:21 PM UTC
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A void vastly expanding. Encapsulating every thought That tumbles inward. Is it wrong Wanting, waiting for Fractured, feigned conversations Converging conspicuously? So I can say, “I was right all along.”
zac-shawhan
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 10:21 PM UTC
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