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DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the burdens that we hold are for our backs to curve years of wisdom---to reach peace:} hard for me to express the things you left in me are in mess the buildings so high scared to my ******* believed things come now to their bests acceptance of the unknown faces that bloom on the yellow stairs moments I found it a burden to bare then you another ranger in those brown tiles made me drink that blue liquor made me smile laughter in the wooden walls I will uncover soon even when the visits brought a past gloom searching is something I was meant to do on those borders never will I know or remember unless I read the folders feel the flies in the green lands a tingle plastered on the hands but nothing more than that stance you ****** put a lot of grace because of a simple caring lace is it okay if this while took a late that mere second has been stuck written on my fate those arms gambled with my noes even though a little lie didn't hurt didn't go far from the beyonds that red sweater a path to the wallpaper to the given weather -------ravenfeels
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 5:22 PM UTC
Blue Liquor
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the burdens that we hold are for our backs to curve years of wisdom---to reach peace:} hard for me to express the things you left in me are in mess the buildings so high scared to my ******* believed things come now to their bests acceptance of the unknown faces that bloom on the yellow stairs moments I found it a burden to bare then you another ranger in those brown tiles made me drink that blue liquor made me smile laughter in the wooden walls I will uncover soon even when the visits brought a past gloom searching is something I was meant to do on those borders never will I know or remember unless I read the folders feel the flies in the green lands a tingle plastered on the hands but nothing more than that stance you ****** put a lot of grace because of a simple caring lace is it okay if this while took a late that mere second has been stuck written on my fate those arms gambled with my noes even though a little lie didn't hurt didn't go far from the beyonds that red sweater a path to the wallpaper to the given weather -------ravenfeels
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 5:22 PM UTC
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