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Nothing to feel, forever at rest, but a vessel still aware A crooked fate, to be wished on no ones plate A grim tale, that even Death would take pity
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Jan 29, 2024
Jan 29, 2024 at 11:44 PM UTC
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Nothing to feel, forever at rest, but a vessel still aware A crooked fate, to be wished on no ones plate A grim tale, that even Death would take pity
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Jan 29, 2024
Jan 29, 2024 at 11:44 PM UTC
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