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Why, why There was a time— When Hearts used to fly. When I rip those roots That was to be mine. I rip them all— line by line. Wondering where’d you bury those ties?
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Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 12:21 PM UTC
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Why, why There was a time— When Hearts used to fly. When I rip those roots That was to be mine. I rip them all— line by line. Wondering where’d you bury those ties?
ivyrose
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Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 12:21 PM UTC
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