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so many choices, I am riddled with doubt eight of cups, which one is the one so many chances, I am riddled with dread eight of pentacles, build myself up again so many crooks, I am riddled with trepidation eight of swords, I feel powerless just waiting so many critics, I am riddled with consternation eight of wands, I knew you were coming all along
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 11:57 AM UTC
I choose happiness
so many choices, I am riddled with doubt eight of cups, which one is the one so many chances, I am riddled with dread eight of pentacles, build myself up again so many crooks, I am riddled with trepidation eight of swords, I feel powerless just waiting so many critics, I am riddled with consternation eight of wands, I knew you were coming all along
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 11:57 AM UTC
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