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Too thristy to sip Too tired to sleep You know well that feeling When your physical is finite But the soul's in too deep
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Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 12:37 AM UTC
Imaginations hover like a cloud of fireflies
Too thristy to sip Too tired to sleep You know well that feeling When your physical is finite But the soul's in too deep
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Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 12:37 AM UTC
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