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It was with tired eyes I thought I knew myself finally as a person When I was staring off into darkness with only my breathing for company did I think I was alive The restless way I tossed and turned reminded me of all those nights I’ve spent alone Only to realize that being alone doesn’t mean that I’ve stopped living
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Dec 23, 2021
Dec 23, 2021 at 1:39 PM UTC
darkness doesn’t always mean death
It was with tired eyes I thought I knew myself finally as a person When I was staring off into darkness with only my breathing for company did I think I was alive The restless way I tossed and turned reminded me of all those nights I’ve spent alone Only to realize that being alone doesn’t mean that I’ve stopped living
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Dec 23, 2021
Dec 23, 2021 at 1:39 PM UTC
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