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Your hands are like anchors around my neck, ebbing with every new wave.
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Mar 13, 2023
Mar 13, 2023 at 1:16 AM UTC
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Your hands are like anchors around my neck, ebbing with every new wave.
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Borehgit
Mar 13, 2023
Mar 13, 2023 at 1:16 AM UTC
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