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Hollow… I follow each day grasping to the threads of survival, I can breathe and I can eat I am alive but I am only just that. There is no fire that drives these bones there is no heat for this soul, I am nothing with you.
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Dec 17, 2023
Dec 17, 2023 at 2:24 AM UTC
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Hollow… I follow each day grasping to the threads of survival, I can breathe and I can eat I am alive but I am only just that. There is no fire that drives these bones there is no heat for this soul, I am nothing with you.
Laurel-leaves
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Dec 17, 2023
Dec 17, 2023 at 2:24 AM UTC
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