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Over the surface of feeling skin healing from cuts bruises and scars what happened to us being made of stars? we sit in black holes no money for energy bills it’s a battle of wills to survive we strive Just to be alive and yet our dreams perish yet we should cherish each other.
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Jun 27, 2022
Jun 27, 2022 at 3:44 PM UTC
Over the surface of feeling
Over the surface of feeling skin healing from cuts bruises and scars what happened to us being made of stars? we sit in black holes no money for energy bills it’s a battle of wills to survive we strive Just to be alive and yet our dreams perish yet we should cherish each other.
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Jun 27, 2022
Jun 27, 2022 at 3:44 PM UTC
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