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I died A life worth living is a life worth dying or so I was sold I still smell you in my brain A dumpster fire to re-train And loose Capitulate For an absence of identity within
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Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 6:08 AM UTC
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I died A life worth living is a life worth dying or so I was sold I still smell you in my brain A dumpster fire to re-train And loose Capitulate For an absence of identity within
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Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 6:08 AM UTC
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