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Pouring out from the top of my pen, flooding in a pool on parchment everything I ever felt. Every heartache and fear, laid bare in black ink for your judgement: My fragile paper Soul.
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Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 7:48 PM UTC
Paper Soul
Pouring out from the top of my pen, flooding in a pool on parchment everything I ever felt. Every heartache and fear, laid bare in black ink for your judgement: My fragile paper Soul.
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Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 7:48 PM UTC
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