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thinking back on long ago as a child i strove to never be alone to always fit in, but the water- the water was wide. i hate to know now that she never figures out how to cross- the water was wide, the water is wide.
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Feb 3, 2024
Feb 3, 2024 at 2:04 AM UTC
a neverending voyage
thinking back on long ago as a child i strove to never be alone to always fit in, but the water- the water was wide. i hate to know now that she never figures out how to cross- the water was wide, the water is wide.
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Feb 3, 2024 at 2:04 AM UTC
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